Seremos más viejos
Pero no creo que más sabios...
Habremos visitado más rincones del mundo
y lamentando ni un sólo segundo.
Para el siguiente mundial no importara en que país estemos
La vida dejara de dividirse en cuatro.
Dejara de importar el fútbol-
Aunque sea por un segundo.
Porque estaremos juntos.
Piel a piel... Recorriendo el mundo.
La luz será una realidad,
La oscuridad nos dejara.
Los países del mundo seguirán en sus guerras;
Frias, ardientes y la revolución a toda máquina.
Pero tu conmigo.
Ahí en nuestro espacio donde el chaos deja de existir.
Y yo contigo.
Piel a piel recorriendo lo que quede de este mundo, y del más allá.
Inspiration: During the last world cup in 2014, my husband Miguel was taking me to the airport so that I could catch my plane from Mexico back to Chicago, the most sorrowful goodbyes I've endured even remembering them makes my eyes foggy. We had to live in different countries while we were getting his papers, so he could come back, but almost 3 years into being long distance, hope and patience were hanging by a thread. Believe me, the last of our problems was whether Hollands shot was a penalty or not...
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Inspiration: During the last world cup in 2014, my husband Miguel was taking me to the airport so that I could catch my plane from Mexico back to Chicago, the most sorrowful goodbyes I've endured even remembering them makes my eyes foggy. We had to live in different countries while we were getting his papers, so he could come back, but almost 3 years into being long distance, hope and patience were hanging by a thread. Believe me, the last of our problems was whether Hollands shot was a penalty or not...
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