lucila soto

I will be running in the crowd
Engulfed by it
I will be a number
8452

But I will be unique
I will be alone
I run alone
otto quattro cinque due

But I’m not alone
I run in company
Of all those who love me
Who care
eight four five two

All of the sudden
In the final kilometers
There is only me
Me and the finish line
Me being defined by myself
Character, confidence, effort
huit quatre cinq deux

You can live a life
You can live glorious moments
within that life
Crossing the finish line
Of self-imposed goals
Is the definition of glory
acht vier fünf zwei

Essayez de me rattraper. Moi, je me dépasse.