A cloud rose
and a flower stopped being
The morning was painted gray
and in the sun you feel the end
Green men who are steel
and in his look you see a cannon
They prepare to finish
with its truth, with its color
Maybe we can see again
one morning when waking up
Maybe that flower fell in the sea
and some beach will arrive
Maybe we can see again
one morning when waking up
Maybe that flower fell in the sea
and some beach will arrive
and some beach will arrive
Through the sky you can look
a thousand birds of good notal
and the earth shudders to see
the blood at last on his skin
Green men who are steel
and in his look you see a cannon
they prepare to finish
with its truth with its color
Maybe we can see again
one morning when waking up
Maybe that flower fell in the sea
and some beach will arrive
Maybe we can see again
one morning when waking up
Maybe that flower fell in the sea
and some beach will arrive
and some beach will arrive
Only among all we can make this a better place :)