Bandera
El hombre no muere                                                                                                                                                    Â
como una flor.                                                                                                                                                                Tampoco debe morir                                                                                                                                                        Â
en los mezquinos espacios                                                                                                                                           conflictivos…                                                                                                                                                                   ya no hay tiempo para conflictos…                                                                                                                           Â
La vida del hombre moderno                                                                                                                                        Â
es un bendito secreto silencioso                                                                                                                                Â
de mucha sangre y lluvia.                                                                                                                                              Â
Un viento violento roza las venas.                                                                                                                           Â
Ya no hay tiempo para conflictos.                                                                                                                                Â
He vendido todo,                                                                                                                                                              inclusive mis zapatos rojos…                                                                                                                                                Â
para comprar una bandera y la paz.                                                                                                                            Â
¡Pero, la paz no se vende, ni se compra!                                                                                                                      Â
La paz llega, cuándo                                                                                                                                                        Â
el miedo se va…                                                                                                                                                                Â
La paz llegará                                                                                                                                                                    cuando no sientas…ese miedo
