Giraluna

Listening to me sunflowers
your king speaks.
You know perfectly our ancient law
at night you must lower
your head without speaking.
I will cut the damn stem
of the bold traitor
who raised his flower in the dark
before dawn
soon I will discover him
I have summoned the committee

[Chorus]
The moonflower slept during the day fleeing from the sun
the moonflower spun and looked straight at the moon
the moonflower with white petals one day escaped.

The highest reward
word of honor
to whoever finds its seeds black with impostor
a note, a note it left us: you will end up in a vase

The moonflower with white petals one day escaped

Beautiful and lifeless they are,
sunflowers of van Gogh

[Chorus]
The moonflower slept during the day fleeing from the sun
the moonflower spun and looked straight at the moon
the moonflower with white petals one day escaped.