𝕽oberto 𝙈𝚞𝚜𝚜𝚘

I keep my clothes tidy
I'm bored on Christmas Eve
If I sneeze I don't make noise
And I don't talk with my mouth full
I can say that I have few friends
But of my enemies, I don't know how many I harvest.
I have a deviated right eye
They say I'm good, even though I'm not baptized
I was born at three in the morning
I get along well with my sister
I don't believe in UFOs or zombies
And I wear size "M" clothes
I play with fire, even if the fire burns me
But I'm not so complicated as to run away
Nor stay here in silence
But I'm not so simple as to not notice
There are no three minutes
There are not even a hundred words
That they can define me
I sleep face down and in pajamas if it's cold.
I laugh at life, because it is short and sweet
I don't wear a jacket or tie, nor do I like protocol.
I'm in good company
But I know how to take care of myself
If I am embarrassed, my face turns red.
Although I no longer get wet if some fear attacks me
I do not profess any creed, nor do I believe myself to be any macho.
I'm not an alcoholic, but sometimes I get drunk
I have a false tooth
If there are no plans I improvise and although sometimes I fight
Yes, I don't complicate things too much, I don't stagnate.
If you want light blue, mix blue and white
Philanthropy is not among my hobbies
I have several addictions, and I take charge
I do not accept, however, if they try to indoctrinate me.
I want to choose which poison to poison myself with
But I'm not so complicated as to run away
Nor stay here in silence
But I'm not so simple as to not notice
There are no three minutes
There are not even a hundred words
That they can define me
My father was a doctor, but he drove a taxi
He faced a merciless trial for malpractice
I had no legacy, nor family lineage
And sometimes the past takes its toll on me
I have a dog and a mark on my knee
I don't feel tickled, I worked in the municipality
Because that's the first thing
If you were born an arsonist, don't die a firefighter
Never tell everything, my grandfather told me
And he did not tell in his agony where he put the will
And I can't, even though I try, have everything I want
That's what I get for being honest!

He is Uruguayan. He is a singer. His mother had Alzheimer's, which is hereditary. He has a brother (Ricardo or Riki, Musso) and a sister (Marcela Esmeralda Musso). He is an atheist.