Good morning, Benito, do you remember me?
I am the one who played with you in the garden
I've searched and tracked you, obsessed to see you
How lucky to have found you at last
Do you remember now? You fell home at any time
you ate my blackberries
If there was too much, you took them because a living woman forced you
And you didn't even know if that lady was your mother or your guardian
Do you know who I am?
The one you told the end of a cowboy movie to
And I am the owner of Tolstoy's book
To whom you hit a playboy as a cover
I remember like it was today
And the summer that you stole my airplane is not far off
You went on and on without subtlety with my Siamese cat
My joystick, the rubik's cube
And a piece of the Meccano
Do you remember that you laughed at my juvenile acne?
You thought you were manly and you called me sarcastic
I'll break your face, idiot!
And it doesn't leave you healthy or the surgeon
Beverly Hills Handiest
And you did it, you gave it to me in the nose
Do you see this scar? You were vile!
They didn't give me ten points, they gave me a thousand!
And now I am a simile of the Nazca lines
In the cold of Alaska or in the heat of Brazil
I remember, you stole my girlfriend in high school
I loved her and you took her to bed
with I don't know what story
And for scum I made you the cross
while you made me the V of victory
They are not my theories
You were the one who tempted my brother with those crap
You have plenty of cowardice and you lack decency
When you saw him shaking, struggling with withdrawal
