[Deliric]
Your dress is green, only a blind man can miss it
You make the moon sigh, you let the night regret
The light to bow down, the Sun to get drunk
The shapes are sublime, only a fool can lose them
Your breath revives me, the scent in your hair
Made to urge me, I`m thirsty for your eyes
Your sturdy breasts and the discreet curves
Sung by poets paint perfect pictures
[Alexandrina]
I was coming when you were calling for me
And blossomed when you loved me
I was kissing you so many times when you were born
I was embracing you with flowers when you were dying
I was coloring you when you blackened
I was laying down when you left, flying
My dear man, how could you?
I gave you everything.. everything I had
My dear man, I`d give you more...
[Deliric]
Your dress is dirty, I don`t have to see it to hurt
You let the night hide you away when the sun goes down
And the moon to lie to you, the light to flicker
Your shapes are filled, the breath takes me down
And your eyes are empty, even though the make up hides them
Under my eyes are rains, the asphalt hid you away from me
Your breasts are soft, your children drain you
Poets cry afterwards but the rest think it's a game