Baskadia

My sister, whom I followed down to the earth

She teaches me things I've never heard

I will never forget those meaningful aconsejas

I remember those gaffe I made that made it look like I disgraced myself

But you were there to comfort me.

Your lurid righteousness made us have arguments,

I remember those dreams you had about me and the fights we had,

But we still got all right.

You've replaced my quarter-broken mirror

And you've replaced my dependable rock..........but now you're gone from home.

Even though you are tight up wherever you are

I trust that you'll never deep ten fingers and clog your throat in greed chokes.