Agonía (your bitter conceitedness)

you pretend live in sorrow
an elaborate show that you play
yesterday, today and tomorrow...

a good player, opponent and "mentor"
with obscure and tough life sent for

kindness and gracious favors
offered for those ingenuous bastards

words of camaraderie for those
who think that you are a truly friend

for you sake
nobody really knows your past
that will take your dignity fast

meanwhile reveals the sins
of others
who challenge with audacity
your vanity

"I hope never get you in return
because
a lake of stars
still little for me" said the voice..

live your bitter conceitedness
in agonía
in agonía
agonìa

conceitedness)