What I must believe?

I don´t believe in rightness
But in the committed errors
trying to make right thing,
I don´t believe in truths
But in the sincere lies
that they cover imperfections.

I don´t believe in flowers
But in the beauty of them
planted in firm land,
I don´t believe in philosophies
But in the nomadic drunks
that they are balanced in fantasies.

I don´t believe in the Biblia
and neither of Dan Brown says is a lie,
But I believe that Nostradamos
it made right little and he commited many mistakes
(Or Him translators are totaly incapables).

I don´t believe in perpetual love
But in perpetual moments of the love,
And I do not believe in anyone than speaks
with superior air the vain theories of the life
I believe air that I breathe
and in the breeze that whisper my name in the Arpoador...

I do not believe everything, but I believe in my love!