𝕶𝖆𝖔𝖘 || 𝕰𝖑𝖎𝖏𝖆𝖍 𝕸𝖎𝖐𝖆𝖊𝖑𝖘𝖔𝖓

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|capítulo cincuenta y cuatro|

Al llegar Lena solo se dirigió a un lugar. La sala de piano. Ignorando a todas las personas que estaban en la sala de estar. Estaba preocupada, confundida, asustada, nerviosa, enamorada. Y solo había una cosa que la podía relajar lo suficiente y aclarar sus pensamientos. La música. Así que se encerró en ese cuarto y se sentó en el piano, comenzando a tocar una melodía tras otra, sin pensar en nada más. . . Solo ella y su música.

Comenzó a tocar el piano esta vez la melodía no era tan clásica como las antiguas. Está era normal con un ritmo duro y rápido. Mientras Lena estaba perdida en su música todos los presentes en la casa escuchaban desde afuera de la habitación sonriendo por la voz angelical de Lena. —When we were young we were the ones. . . 

The kings and queens, oh, yeah, we ruled the world
We smoked cigarettes, man, no regrets
Wish I could relive every single word

We've taken different paths and traveled different roads
I know we'll always end up on the same one when we're old
And when you're in the trenches
And you're under fire I will cover you

If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe

I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er

Oh, brother, we'll go deeper than the ink
Beneath the skin of our tattoos
We don't share the same blood
You're my brother and I love you, that's the truth

We're living different lives
Heaven only knows if we'll make it back
With all our fingers and our toes
5 years, 20 years, come back
It will always be the same

If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe

I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er

And if we hit on troubled water
I'll be the one to keep you warm and safe
And we'll be carrying each other
Until we say goodbye on our dying day

Because I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er

If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er

[. . .]

Con los ojos aún cerrados continuo tocando una melodía. Esta vez la música era más tranquila y lenta. Haciéndole recordar todos sus momentos con su familia.