I have described what I saw, to jasmine
its sad beauty jumps if n know how to mirror.
his mouth is the prototype of the most beautiful silences
his thousand fixed eyes give him chills to the sea
they become green vderde influence on the aurora
chorus
Jasmine loses sight
jasmine do not be autistic
stop being jasmine
all of you are illusion I saw a mirror in pain
that bites you with the rain
keep in mind well present
that the sky is missing glasses to make you rain star.
tururuuu ...
who tells the truth to jasmine
that I need to be pollen or the light of his smile
to paint forever among the minds of all
it is noticeable that the wind does not awe that pretexts to use
to filter slowly through the altar of her hair
chorus.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)