While I walk around myself
To give others a false impression,
about me, such as
"I have control on things in my life"
As I do
Every night I wake up scared
Collapsed, intolerant of something
Or excited about some fool
Enclosed and Silent,
Whose opinion is important to me.
As he will do
Almost take me in puzzled
into moments of Disorientation and Confusion
Like reaching to the final act of my opera
but where is the convention.
My friend I care about your opinion
Choose for me the most beautiful color
of these dresses - Red or Blue?
The color of blood? and courage?
Or The color of nature? and home?
If I ask you
To make the ultimate sacrifice
for me, or be fearless, Intrepid
Always be brave and ready to fight
What if I take your sword
Would you also leave me your shield.
For the sake of the old houses
Shields are made to protect me from suffering
But you, Ah, you are RED
And I'm Blue No blood can stain the heaven
and I will yet be tolerated with your opinion.