Days in the belly of wonder

Still entering that flame

I knew the wormwood a long time ago

Wormwood was not by beating

She knew sadness in her time nor

She knew in her time the meaning of joy

The world became a lion for her

She did not know who this escape was

Whenever the world approached her, she cried

As if the lion jumped after that

Whoever saw her knew the secret that

She was hiding in that heart that had transformed

And sadness says that it brought her

Into the depths of life after pain

And sadness says that it threw on

Her cruel heart what it brought

Ignited sorrows in her veins

Without oil from firewood

Whoever saw her said where is the good news in

These days in the belly of wonder?

Time led her to a distance and she did not

Make dreams except like lies