Merry Funeral
Tomorrow comes the day
I've been waiting for like the last one.
I look at the horizon
and see the Sun rising
while the light inside me slowly fades.
Today I stop being a child,
today you take the dolls out of my hands,
you dress me in silk,
you put jewelry on my forehead,
but I don't want that,
I want to remain a child.
You made a deal with the devil
to take me away at dawn,
you see me as mature
but when I look in the mirror
the child still stares at me.
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Mother,
mother,
why did you give birth to me-
just to bury me?
Can't you see my tears,
my cries as I call you,
the blows I suffer?
Have you forgotten me?
Do you think I'm happy now
that I'm not with you?
My little hand is now separating from you, you are not crying from happiness-
but from sadness,
your eyes betray you,
mother,
while I wonder-
why did you left me.
