I'm going through the world with a ray of light
that shoots a endija that looks towards the sun.
The dust travels and looks like glass
or small planets that know how to dance.
In my simple galaxy there is a sun
that is my finger touching the trickle of light.
If I shake my finger, the solar system
it goes mad like a swirling sea.
In which, on which of those planets are you?
In which of those distances will you love?
In what small world to spin?
In what cosmicity of a nice game
we will put our children to play,
well away from a hand without love
to put the galaxy to delirium
and break the universe without knowing
which is difficult to put together.
I go through the world ...
In my galaxy ...
In which, on which of those planets
there are brothers,
brothers about bombs and dresses;
brothers without kissing the enemy.
In what cosmicity of a nice game
the grass this couple on any place,
burned or unburned, more all the same.
In what world is a universal pact.
On which of those planets is the world.
?In which? ?In which? ?In which?
?In which? ?In which? ?In which?
Only among all we can make this a better place :)