We are the flowers,
softness,
of the most beautiful springtimes,
We are happiness, intoxication,
the laughs of children
We are love, sweetness, innocent
We are azure scenes
that stretch over the ocean
We are vermillion torches
that the wind never blows out
We are wells of light
in the darkest storms
We are free souls
and immense suns
Colour palettes,
gray blue in the sky
We are the smiles
and the faces full of them
Who meddle in happiness
and repopulate the world
In their most beautiful
difference
Mixed most beautifully,
in order to better offend you all
We are the plains and
the trees
ancient
That never subside
to which we trust our prayers
We are like the stars
that go out
Of which the light reaches us
for ever more
We are like the stars
that go out
Of which the light reaches us
for ever more