Sueño Infantil

Mom, I'm going to tell you
What I dreamed last night,
It was a dream of punishment
For how badly I behaved.

I dreamed that I went up in the wind
Like a paper kite
Like a balloon that escapes
And I reached the clouds.

And above the clouds, there was a big garden
Fruit trees of jasmine color
Children playing everywhere
And happily I approached them.

Everyone told me you behave badly
And with a push, we're going to throw you
I plummeted into the void
And crashed against the ground.

Mom, when I woke up
I climbed into bed
And to my pillow, a piece of advice
In secret, I heard.

It told me behave well
You will be thankful for it
And you'll see that from the bed
You won't fall again.