Certo [English translation]

An almost full moon, disgusted feelings

a little soul that awaits springtime love

the wind, the shadow that scares away

the caged aura

the wet sepia

howls at you at night

wakes up early

feeding the past lives with colors

like the river that flows into the sea

under the streets of this land

Elevating thoughts, constructing realities

little dawn that awaits you with your dreams of jazmins

yearning for that present time of disgusted emotions

crossing big waters

mirroring the depths

autotransformation

autogeneration

self satisfaction

flapping towards the heights

going forward on the path

Between stones, cacti, hugs and cottonballs

a well of infinite water arises from your pupils

towards the plexus of my insides

where it hurts, don't have doubts. true path

always going forward

they work like winds, renewing crystals

they mumble tenderly

long live detached love

When it hurts, don't have doubts

true path

• Artist:Perotá Chingó
• Album:Aguas