The waves of vanities
flooded the villages
And my house was gone
Like famine and feast
Then I sat on the ruins
and the pains on the irons
The ember and the skin burned
Like the fire of new times
And they watered the flowers
in the desert
And they watered the flowers
with a rain of insects (2x)
But if you see
in your son
a face of yours
and retinas of luck
And a dagger reign
like the shine of the sun
What would you do?
I would shatter
or I would live
the holy spirit (2x)
To the newspapers
I leave my blood
as capital
And to the families < br/>a sign (2x)
And they watered the flowers
in the desert
And they watered the flowers
with a rain of insects (2x)

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