I'm Alvaro Conde

I'm happy and naughty



I wonder why people are always sad?


I hear screams and punishment.


I see the light away.


I want everyone smile.


I'm happy and naughty.






I pretend to change the world.


I feel very bad.


I touch my fingers happiness.


I worry hypocrisy and lies.


I cry because no one understands me.


I'm happy and naughty






I Understand that there is pain and sorrow


I say in life and joy


I dream that my voice is heard.


I try to be serious and quiet.


I hope you smile at me.


I'm happy and naughty

poem (Jaime

Under the table is my soul,



on the cupboard is my heart,


in the drawer is my thought,


and in the wind is the love.

My journey to freedom (Menna Elfyn style's) Alvaro

Walls, doors, railings,

Orders, voices, cries.

Smoke, sweat, asphalt,

Ochre, black, gray,

I leave the city behind

I run away from everything and everyone

I look my way. I want to be alone.

An old man who is spending time

he says I'm going too fast

but the walls are falling

although I remain the same.

Road to where you taking me?

Green, air, earth.

I breathe in freedom