I feel

As silhouette op 16 says. We advanced towards the finish line and we

We become adults taking care of important things.

Without letting go of those things we continue to protect them so that one day we can let go of it and be able to be happy

I come from Venezuela
The stanza is from canserbero a summary of Venezuela.
In broad daylight the police and their disgusting mistreatment
Maybe that's why they call them toads
Meanwhile, grandpa sees smiling, thoughtful
To his granddaughter play, thankful to still be alive
And the neighbors gather on the sidewalk
To see the baseball game that happens when there are no soap operas
The lord of the cellar has to close early
Because there are as many poor nobles as there are so many bad men
Who abuse and who abuse, producing tears
Among the many brothers who fight

I think it's good that a singer like this has known how to say to our country that he wasn't destroying everything.

"Shut up
Find me a pencil and paper, quickly and get out."

I began to think that I was suffering from something superior
That made him look superior in philosophy
When I approached and heard the lyrics that he wrote
Which seemed written by a messiah

It said something about Latin America
Lyrical, music, perfect, and unpublished
Music for maniacs to my way of thinking
I'm starting to think what if I went crazy too

Because it seems to me that I want to raise my hand
It's unethical coming from a doctor graduate
In the best university we have
That, by the way, they had the gall with which they have stolen it, Hey!

Back on topic, call the nurse.
He began to improvise very severe realities
Bring on the straitjacket
And when it comes to killing garbage MC's, don't let me convince you

He thinks before we think
Maybe we should hate it or love it, since we don't understand it
We know that you have little time left
And when they leave they will forget him like all those who have died

You have to try every day so that I remember you as someone who never gave up. I always look for new activities.