Silvia has lost all tomorrow
sees his name torn to pieces by dogs;
that the country did not fail;
free to shed their poison;
pass from mouth to mouth her face,
on which the smile vanished forever ;
A Silvia we have only the courage
and a baby to be born in May;
and this is the memory that goes in the chest;
of those who did not respect his heart;
of those who took his body only once;
leaving it hanging on the wall of tears;
Silvia you have turned off the light in the eye;
with warm tears falling in flakes;
the back bent and your body tired
kill the dream of a white dress;
a bouquet of flowers and a shower of rice
would be your paradise;
Silvia alone in a wet bed;
has given birth to her last breath;
leave my world in a hot morning;
but not enough to dissolve the ice;
in the sea of time his memory is flown;
with May flowers sprouted from her;
a girl in her face has returned;
with the May flowers sprouted from her.
Lorenzo Z.
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