Dame Guerra

When you exchange your laughter drizzle
For that face of curdled milk
If from the calm that your mouth keeps
Come storms of bad words
If your heartbeat is iron against iron
To burn me with a thousand sparks
I know you'll go for a walk with my burial
When you shut yourself and understand nothing

I see love shining in your hair
I see affection fluttering in your anger
That your complaints make you my girl
Bride's tail swimming in my waters
I prefer you proud and wild
Than trampling on a love without roots
We are better off discussing the pending issues
Than pretending happy convenience
Love me without a mask because I am a man
Of peace

Mommy give me war, come give me war
Even if it's once a month
For being a liar, for being stingy
For being shameless, for being rude, I don't know

Mommy give me war damn give me war
That also has its appeal
Give me battle for just cause
Give me fight for good reason, I tell you

Mommy give me war come on give me war
Pour gunpowder into my cannon
That when you finish your offensive
We will have reconciliation

When I notice you tender sky blue
With a charm of springtime pity
When you go overboard no matter the cost
And I am a gallant in your soap opera
When you subtly coil around my shadow
And what I say always amuses you

Excuse me but the alarm goes off
It rings inside with every suspicion
How chameleonic are betrayals
That don't smoke straw castles
That I don't bend over to rescue soaps
That there are also caresses with knives

I prefer you proud and wild
Than passionately a love without roots
We are better off discussing the pending issues
Than pretending happy conveniences
Love me without a mask I repeat I am of peace

Mommy give me war come give me war
Don't lack repertoire for me
You look beautiful when you're fierce
If your territory is threatened, there's a wake

Mommy give me war damn give me war
That's what you tell me when I matter to you
I get bored with so much indifference
If I slip off you, I can't stand you, no

Mommy give me war damn give me war
A black Tuesday, a Friday the 13th
Don't go overboard or you'll wrinkle
Don't overdo it or you'll age

Mommy give me war
Give me a reason
Guitar give me war

Mommy give me war come give me war
Pour gunpowder into my cannon
That when you finish your offensive
We will have reconciliation
Reconciliation