Tesoro

The height makes me feel small
and I can't help it.
My ideas get stuck,
piled up in my treasure and waiting for me.

Yesterday I dyed my dreams
with blood color.
And nothing sacred remains
that entertains me anymore.

I'll get that smile if I can buy it,
it will be one of my favorites,
stored in my treasure and waiting for me.

Yesterday I dyed my dreams
with blood color.
And nothing sacred remains
that entertains me anymore.