Acorde Imperfecto
Dan Lluvia
Imperfect Chord
Every color is a world
And in that light coming from the Sun
Travels a deep mystery
Full of origin and culmination
Flowers that are born and die
Like every night in your own garden
End and beginning of everything
Contradiction without beginning or end
We are an imperfect chord
In the symphony of perfection
Victims of consciousness
That condemns us to exist and know
Cells in decay
Emancipating the flesh from being
We are an imperfect chord
In the symphony of perfection
