Fabulario

Save the king with a worse
Risking life for love
What an illusion!
Starting from scratch every time
Being straight and if reversed
What idiocy!

The afternoon shows its teeth
Calls the waiter, pays for the coffee
The bus comes, lets it pass and walks
Imagine..

Being a hero
Saving the burning work
Following the whims of a lady

To know, to fight
Where are the enemies?
Who are they?
Then look around
Smiles of satisfaction
What happened?

The night opens its arms
Cradles him in its lap
Wakes up startled and walks
Imagine..

Being a hero
Saving the burning work
Standing against the wind on the promenade
Being a hero
Saving the burning work
Following the whims of a lady
He thinks it over and in the end
Hatred doesn't do so much harm
It's enough to be good:
Neither injustice nor poison