(tango) ...
I ... I thought I had everything under control ...
All around me, sure.
Suddenly, I turned the cake ...
When you told me ... No more.
He who makes the final decision,
always susceptible to the "faults".
The other gets his break,
and taste, rather bitter.
I thought ... that was perfectly clear,
and suddenly ... everything I went to "hell" ...
No, it prevents the "bard" ...
when the balance begins to tilt.
Generally, there are "signs" ...
And one, insists on ignoring them.
When it is an "avalanche" ...
Only then ... you realize.
Better grip is well stopped you ...
And you're not with bare feet.
An 'old Woman you cry ... Good luck! ...
As soon, step on "shit".
Here comes in "fine quotas"
it is inevitable.
Then, you need a long time,
to try to accept it ...
When a woman takes a final decision ..
Hold on, where you can.
The man almost always the weakest, and the sufferer ...
The arms that puts the "skein".
He struggles to assimilate a defeat ...
And what is irreparable.
Fantaseas in rewind the film roll,
to correct the past.
It is the lie that you have been,
When you block, "impotence"
For this does not exist, science ...
is God who "rules" ...
Or if you want, your own "karma" ...
In case you are believer ...
But ... sacate "pacifier" ...
And hacele a monument ... to "chance" ...
This is what you should ... more ...
Daniel H Guasti
pisulinoal@yahoo.com.ar
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