El Color de La Tristeza
Maria Escarlata
The Color of Sadness
I wanted to tear my skin
To know what color sadness is
I also wanted to know why
My eyes no longer shine with certainty
Finally, I understood
That a smile is nothing but a promise
Finally, I noticed
The blood that froze in my veins
The door opened and you walked in
Is it coincidence or slavery?
The door opened and there you were
Is it coincidence or your virtue?
I will only listen to your voice
I will walk towards the pain
I won't be able to know who I am
I will hide
I strangely suffer
Phrases of indiscreet tenderness
And every dawn
Is a mystery with a cloak and mask
Because belonging
Is not a reason to make a truce
And every nightfall
Is the trace of your silly indifference
Today sadness returned once again
I will ride freely
Today your promises taste like bile
And when you lie, I will listen
