Well, today that I’m alone and I can see
Well, today I’m alone and I can see
With the power to see from the heart
How much I am not, how much I cannot be,
As for if it is, I will be in vain,
Today, I will confess, I want to feel
Definitely be nobody,
And of myself, haughty, to resign
For not doing well.
I failed everything, but without gallantry,
I went nothing, I dared nothing and did nothing,
I didn’t even harvest it in my day’s nettles
The flower looks happy.
But it always remains, because the poor are rich
In any case, if you look hard, The great indifference with which I am.
I write it to remember it well.