Everybody want me to write a happy song
But how to get it if sadness surrounds me
If not even I got no soul
I would like to speak just about the rainbows and flowers
Of inmortal fields and faces don´t knowing how to cry
Of a Winter that don´t know the cold
Of the merry I feel talking about the ill
That left us behind once and for all
And speak about couples that never let to love each other
*But I can´t, just can not
I can´t prevent to see truth* (x2)
Of the mother that never have suffered her daughter´s sorrow
Of the frustrated writer that have sold a book
Of that blind crowd that get involve in a genocide
And talk about roses, rain, stars
Of tales with a happy end, of love without grief
Of death bed without pain, of wounds without fear
*Chorus
I know you mean it well
But so it´s how I see it
As long as this cloud of destruction surround us
We´ll keep on mirror ourselves in it
You want me to speak about the inexistent
*Chorus
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