Second Floor

If I did not live on the first floor.

If I had not forgot to unlock the door.

If I had at least one friend here.

I would have someone to share a beer.

But I live on the first floor.

And no need to climb stairs anymore

Here, friends, I don't have.

Just keep talking with my head.

On the first floor I hear the sound of the train.

On the first floor life is always always the same.

On the first floor I need to find some hope again.

But the first floor soon will no longer be mine.

Because on the first floor, soon I'll die.

ROMERO, Murillo