Young and lonely boy running fast through
killing streets imaginating an impossible
sucession of words loaded with the most
amazing speech of pure self-glorification.
An skillful guy without a stage, will be
resign oneself by just running down that
same street over and over again, speaking
loud his thoughts, smashing the fallen leaves
of the trees, smiling to the multicolor sky, been
happy with himself for no aparent reason.
Thats the spirit that moves him to run as fast
as he can and think about things that anyone
else would understand, he only stops to stare
the beautiful picture in the horizon or to
steal a couple of bananas in the old market.
Never lost, never wrong,
living a new experience of freedom everyday
suddenly he will slow down and start to walk.
Tired of everything , he loves to stand tall in
front of the magnificent view, of the sunset
down the hill, at time he is taking and eating
the bananas inside his empty pockets.
por pepe
