Papa no llores mas

Some years ago
The balloons were real
Where the children laughed
At all the things we saw
The joy kept whistling
Through the navels of those around
Just little balls in the mind
Of all the people

I can barely remember
They arrived at the place
They destroyed tall kites
They smashed our swings
New little birds arrived
New little birds sang
New little birds caught us
They bandaged our navels and took us

Come on dad, don't cry anymore
The soldiers will leave (x2)

Some years ago
They arrived at the place
They destroyed tall kites
They smashed our swings
The dogs ran through the streets
Drooling the rage of God the Father
The children who laughed while playing
Never returned to the place

Come on dad, don't cry anymore
The soldiers will leave (x2)

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