These My Years
They chase me, I don't think they find me
I will displace them, pleasing me
They delude themselves into taking me
Miracle
They don't weigh
Miracle
I dominate them
Miracle
Confuse them, wear them and never

Let them down ...
I would never give up, to give space, air, light and

a soul, a dignity ....
In these years of mine ...

What fault do I have, if I have the fluid ...
If I'm so magnetic
With my years in credit
It is the others who
They fear them
Miracle, I enlighten myself
Miracle, never skeptical
Ironic
Miracle,
To grow I climb

I would never fold them
Neither boredom nor habit
I would never inflict
In these years of mine
These years of mine

These years of mine
I dedicate you, my boy
I have a thrill
And thanks to you, I have an audience
And thanks to you if they shine
These years of mine

These years of mine

These years of mine