Pisando Flores
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Stepping on Flowers
Heart flooded with tears, beats to the rhythm of fear
Playing at war, minds fall to the ground
Children stepping on traps, pieces jump through the sky
As they trample the flowers, the earth roars with fury and hatred
The ground trembles, I invite you to play with me
Whispering into an ear without a body
Night falls, the shadow reigns, the wind blows
Graves dig themselves, ignorance is my punishment
Covering the ground with beautiful victims, the heart no longer beats
Silencing with melancholy, and shouting in a tone of reproach
Breaths of a life, abandoned in the cold night
No screams or sighs are heard, only leaves stirred by the wind
Who will pay for a crutch, to lean on life
Mutilated body in search of a dignified death
Visit from the lady without warning, damn, wait a little longer
You have taught me to hate, you have taught me to hate
[CHORUS]
Stepping on flowers
Pi-sounds in my ears
Stepping on flowers
Pi-pieces jump through the sky.
