With rhyme, without rhyme , say that crying is enough, say that crying is enough
with words, without words, without fear, with all the
help of songs, thanks to these signs,
without panic, the bell of reckoning, even with a bad score
with a brush, without water and color, next to a beautiful feeling
in the bed of euphoria to the bottom of a grief,
after the pampering of the sweet cedar to the beat of every wound of the instrument
with rhyme...
Laugh, laugh at the table and the bench in the classroom, laugh in a way that is a good habit of children , this bad laugh comes to your face , like the green tradition of the moss gardens,
say that you sing in the style of a song, that the owner of a house of songs, tell you about the best cageless landscapes , that you are the voice of this time
