In another life, I was a sailor and I kissed your lips.
In another life, we lived in a cave, and we warmed each other with the fire of our love.
In another life, you were my princess,
And I was a simple blacksmith.
Two worlds, a sincere encounter.
In this life, we chose each other, as in other lives, out of simple desire.
In the next life, I will recognize your gaze and choose you again.

Without knowing what love was,
I gave you my heart.

Without knowing what love was,
I gave you all of me.

Without knowing what love was,
I put up no defenses.

Without knowing what love was,
we let each smile flow.

Without knowing what love was,
we hurt each other,
for not knowing how to love each other.

Thank you for sacrificing yourself every day,
to provide us with bread.

Thank you for every postponed goal,
for dreams left behind.

Thank you for every hour of your life,
that we dedicated to playing.

Thank you for every bitterness,
that you never wanted to confess.

Thank you for every time you were a shield.

I'm sorry for every time I didn't know how to listen to you.

Thank you for showing us the best,
of Mom.

Thank you for all the love,
that you knew how to give us.

Thank you for being my dad,
for simply being there.

Yesterday you walked across my face,
Something runs down my back.

I don't know how many verses I can use,
to describe what I felt.

My soul fell at risk,
from nostalgic memories.

A whirlwind in my heart,
and a curiosity of my soul.

The beauty of the past,
and in the desert, neither shadows nor water.

Just a little love,
and memories of fairy kisses.

We are not our thoughts,
because the mind can fall silent,
it can fade away...
But the heart will continue beating,
sustaining what we are.
Because if the heart dies,
there is no mind left to think,
nor soul to remember.

Don't say I'm not enough,
with all my victories won.

Don't say I'm not capable,
if I've achieved everything I set out to do.

Don't tell me I should change,
if my tattoo says authenticity.

I stayed waiting for you to call,
to solve our problems.

I stayed with my lipstick on,
waiting for you to take me to the beach.

I stayed all made up,
waiting for that romantic dinner.

The bed was completely messed up,
from that Fifty Shades of Grey night.

Everything would have been over,
if I had come closer to talk to you.

How hard expectations are.

She asked me,
if I was happy when I was with her.

I said no, I didn't know what happiness was.

You weren't the problem,
the problem was me.

Even if I had had a thousand women,
none of them would have made me happy.

Now I'm happy.

One gray afternoon,
with a struggle in my chest,
I allowed myself to doubt my manhood.
I opened the search engine and typed:
"Image of a masculine man."
I expected Vikings, a lumberjack,
Maybe a cowboy with a fierce gaze.
But no, they were normal guys.
Like you, like me.
And in my mind I thought:

I'm not that man who used
arrogance as currency,
my strongest side is confidence.

I'm not that man,
who doesn't cry,
who doesn't show his feelings,
and whose tears flow.

I'm not that man,
who controls and imposes,
I'm that man who guides, helps, and builds.

I'm not that man who uses
chivalry as superiority,
use as kindness for all equally.

I'm not that man,
who measures his manhood by his gaze.
Self-care isn't vanity,
it's self-love,
another sin.

I'm that man,
who doesn't compete with others,
I only challenge myself,
and I want to win.

I'm that man,
who wants to take care of my children,
parenting skills,
and my partner equally.

Let no one expect anything from me.
I have my values,
and I won't doubt that.

THIS IS ME! ​​AND THIS IS MY MANHOOD!

So if being a man
is just about meeting expectations...
I don't know, bro,
could I have come out of the closet? Hahaha.

They call me crazy,
because I want to love again.

I want a good love,
the one that brightens your mornings.

When the nights are short,
between laughter and laughter.

The one that when the wounds are scraped,
you talk.

The one that motivates you to get out of bed,
with the plan of going to the moon.

It whispers "I love you" in your ear,
because only you should know.

The one that just a glance,
says everything and says nothing.