I have a no return ticket,
and a lot of dreams in a suitcase.
A goodbye for the old ones, fear
and I’m really looking forward to live.
Opening my wings to escape without you,
to find freedom,
far from here.
A guitar and my childhood,
school and my first time,
friends that I have not seen,
are being left behind me
A cigarette, a song,
my first love photos,
memories in my room,
are being left behind me.
…running after me,
leaving behind me
…behind
I have a lump in my throat,
a map that leads me to another country.
The attempt of a letter,
a story and lots of reasons to live.
I tried translating the lyrics of a song that’s in Spanish, I apologize if it makes no sense..
