The devil was standing badly on the corner of my neighborhood
there where the wind turns and shortcuts cross.
Next to him was death,
with a bottle in hand they looked at me out of the corner of their eyes
and laughed quietly.

And I, who was waiting for I don't know who,
on the other side of the autumn street
a scarf night found me sleepless,
between teeth I heard death say this:

How many times has he escaped,
like a mouse through a beam
and tonight that costs nothing, not even tiring me,
we can take a lamb, just by crossing the street.
I hid behind the fog and looked into the infinite,
to see if that one who was never going to come would arrive.

The devil was standing badly on the corner of my neighborhood,
next to him was death,
with a bottle in hand.

And trembling like a leaf,
I crossed to confront them,
and I said, it seems to me that this time
you left me well planted.
I asked them for a light and from my pocket
I took out a branch to offer them
and under an autumn tree
we stayed chatting,
they told me about their lives,
their triumphs and their failures,
that the world was going crazy
and even the sky was bought
and more fear than the two of them,
gave me the human being itself.
And I was no longer waiting for anyone,
and among the laughter of the coven
the devil and death became friends with me,
there where the wind turns and shortcuts cross,
there where life toasts on the corner of my neighborhood.

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