Hero

"The youth, intoxicated with his admiration of a hero, fails to see, that it is only a projection of his own soul, which he admires."

~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Cuando el se levanta cinco de la mañana para ayudarle a ducharse a mi hermano pequeño, y no deja que planche la camisa solo por que quierte que salga rápido a la calle. Que se chanta el camino a casa solo para escuchar tango conmigo y que a pesar de que llegue a casa de madrugada. siempre hay un cafe y grappa en la mesa...

El nunca ha pedido nada a cambio.

Is the voice of reason against the howling mob
Hero...is the pride of purpose
In the unrewarding job
Hero...not the champion player
Who plays the perfect game
Hero...not the glamour boy
Who loves to sell his name
Everybody's buying
Nobody's hero

Hero...not the glamour girl

Who'd love to sell her soul

If anybody's buying

Nobody's hero

Se te quiere, viejo

Say no more

L.