Flores

I hear a voice in the distance
Something tells me to let her in
A very old knowledge
Was waiting for it brings a truth
It says
Resistance to a change
In my position there is no confused spirit

There is no space in me for grudges
On the furniture I have rests humility
Questions with stones
I answer with flowers
Flowers, flowers for the losers

Flowers for the losers
Flowers for the losers
Flowers for the losers

Resistance to a change
In my position there is no confused spirit

Resistance here