Give me the flowers color of blood,
Color of bruises, sunsets, hematomas.
Look in my eyes people look before flood, wishing to stay while losing their homes.
Lie to me big ..with the blues of the sky, greeness of grass, silver metal of prayer.
Tell me that nothing will change us in us
Nothing will make us run out of air.
Pirates drink stale wine on the shore,
Mermaids are naked and playing with hair.
Give the flowers color of war,
Ending today, having gone nowhere.