It's more than a game:
If you do not go fast,
you will leave last.
One false step
and you leave the world...
so raw...
so true...
Mute words.
What people know
it's a drop.
The longest rain
it's the ignorance
that gets us wet.
The sacrifice of try
not to get out of the line
it's a lie!
causes it cracks!
turn off lives!
Sometimes I forget
where the noise came from...
Comes from yesterday!
and has already left.
Leave all doubts behind.
Everything is so absurd that
in the end nothing matters,
just run.
Este poema en inglés es una excepción.
