The night that I grew up,
(the night) that I filled a sea with my tears
for all the things that ended up being delusions
In my mind I drew you,
and immediately I cheated on you,
my dreams are restless passengers
And then I re-counted
the nights that I didn't live,
(the nights) that I forgot who I am
(the nights) that I thought I was celebrating
but in reality I was scattering
my pain on responsibilities
And the months went by...
The night that I grew up,
(the night) that I shut up and seized up,
because I (finally) heard the unexpressed within myself
The salty summers
that sought embrace,
the strolls to the windows of the world