Flor Pálida
Calibre 50
Pale Flower
I found a flower one day on the road
That appeared withered and stripped
Almost pale, drowned in a sigh
I took it to my garden to care for it
That flower with sleeping petals
Which I care for today with all my soul
Regained the color it had lost
Because it found a caretaker to water it
I started giving it a little love
I kept it warm in my soul
And in the winter, I gave it warmth
So it wouldn't get damaged
From that flower, today, I am the owner
And I have promised to take care of it
So that no one steals its color
So that it never goes away
From that flower, many things emerged
Love was born that it had lost
And with the sunlight, the shadow disappeared
And with the shadow, the distance and the forgetfulness
I started giving it a little love
I kept it warm in my soul
And in the winter, I gave it warmth
So it wouldn't get damaged
From that flower, today, I am the owner
And I have promised to take care of it
So that it always stays close to me
So that it never goes away
So that it always stays close to me
So that it never goes away.
