The sun is off, surrounded
The clouds are locked in their shells
refuse to succumb to time.
The birds hung on ropes, killed
a look saves the sky before it falls too
tired and ignorant about his luck.
They had your eyes catching his blue
it is they who will mark the ceremony of his death
he will be buried at sea
the fish would dive to its coral heights
under our bodies will be buried.
So, all the sweets will end, just as they started.
The clouds are locked in their shells
refuse to succumb to time.
The birds hung on ropes, killed
a look saves the sky before it falls too
tired and ignorant about his luck.
They had your eyes catching his blue
it is they who will mark the ceremony of his death
he will be buried at sea
the fish would dive to its coral heights
under our bodies will be buried.
So, all the sweets will end, just as they started.