I told you about his ability to survive in a hostile environment
And the way I told you about it
Left no room for doubt
Yet deep inside me,
I was convinced that he would leave before me
Before the old man that I am
But, every time death
Thinks it's getting closer
He slips through its fingers
And what's more dangerous than an invisible poison?
What's more dangerous than a predator
Who constantly adapts
To the environment around him?
The rumor says he would be in Gibraltar
But knowing the reputation of this place
I doubt he's there for its rock
Its colorful alleys and its nature reserve
Doubting his ability to survive, yes
Given the increasing number of enemies surrounding him
But imagining him as a simple tourist
Walking through the alleys of the botanical garden, oh no
No, that doesn't seem possible to me
The only gardens that might interest him
Belong to armed men
Who, they, do not cultivate white-flowered crucifers
Over there, on the other side of the bank
Gibraltar, crossroads without signage
Where the slightest hesitation is costly
Here, the sea throws itself headlong into the Atlantic
Carrying on its back, heavy pneumatic bolides
From one bank to the other, 39 kilometers 200
Which are swallowed in 30 minutes
And at night, they play cat and mouse
What is certain is that a new animal
Has just joined the game
And obviously, he is much more cruel
Than the two species I just mentioned
Yes, if the rumor is true
Only God knows how all this will end.

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