Maquillaje

No...
neither sky nor blue,
nor is your innocence true,
nor is your youth at last.
You buy the lipstick
and the blush pot
that trembles on your cheeks,
and dark circles with greenish hue
to fill with love
your clay mask.

You,
so shy and fateful,
you fix the pain
after you cry,
you'll know how I loved you,
eone day when I wake up
with no faith or makeup...
- All set for the journey
that descends to the final color -

Lies...\nthat your virtue is lies,
your love and your kindness
and your youth at last.
Lies...\nyou painted your heart!
Lies without mercy...
What a shame about love!