O Salto
O Rappa
The Leap
The waves of vanity flooded the villages
And my house was gone like hunger at a feast
So I sat upon the ruins
And the pains like iron, ember, and skin
Burned like the fire of new times
And they watered the flowers of the desert
And watered the flowers with a rain of insects
And watered the flowers of the desert
And watered the flowers with a rain of insects
But if you see in your child
A face of yours and lucky retinas
And a dagger reigning like the sun's shine
What would you do?
Would you shatter or live
The holy spirit?
To the newspapers
I leave my blood as capital
And to the families a dagger
To the court I leave a sign!
And water the flowers of the desert
And water the flowers with a rain of insects
