La gran margarita

Sinking into the night, falling at her feet.
I steal her shadow, the dreams as well.
And under a rain, I will pluck the petals.
The big daisy (I won't lose).
It's a big riddle to solve.
The dice roll, they roll again.
Because on this path, (we know well).
Doubt never leaves us stranded.
And I say, here we go again.
Don't be afraid, nothing is wrong.
And if I go, it's not that I forgot.
It's that I like this mess.
The taste of this mess, I like it.