Jardín de Gente

Someone should have preserved and cared for
with love this garden of people
That's what will never be
How will you see and relieve
the pain in the garden of people?
You must have some agreement in your soul

And I no longer know if it's dawn or I see the sky
like a great collage

You are blind to believe that you can avoid this garden of people
Money doesn't invent love
You are tired of fruits and fishes and breads you eat without luck
And the platform waits for me

And what will you say when you finish the bite
of your own flower?

Someone should have preserved and cared for with love this garden of people
God will never think of it
How will you see and relieve the pain in the garden of people?
You must have some agreement in your soul

And I no longer know if it's dawn or I see the sky
like a great collage

The collage of human predation