Everything that goes through my mind seems to make sense
When I think that life maybe doesn't have a sense
Surely it's not nice when I look at my castle in the air
And I think that such a beautiful castle
On Earth so beautiful does not exist

My age is not this
It's at least half
Pass me the black cloak
My bullfighter's sword
Today I save the whole world
With a magic trick
I will never be cynical enough
To stop believing
That the world can be
Better than this

All I need now
Is to find myself because often
I don't want to find myself
Surely one cannot even stay
All day drawing
A little house with the sun
When the sun goes away

Reality is shit
But it doesn't end here
Pass me the black cloak
The bullfighter's costume
Today I save the whole world
With a handful of poems

I will never be cynical enough
To stop believing
That the world can be
Better than it is

But I won't be so stupid either
To believe
That the world can grow
If I don't start with myself

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