down in lavapiés
Madrid's colorful barrio
lied a heart full of sorrow
a young girl looking to tomorrow
climbed out the window
for a sight full of promise
a sky up high
that calmed her cry,
earthen colored buildings
old and worn,
but still standing strong
baking in the sun that day
as she looked across to others' terraces
she thought about a life she dreamt of
singing in the sun,
watering her plants along the balcony,
looking below to fellows chasing their little pups on leashes
if only she could remain on that rooftop in Madrid
to stare out and hope and dream
but she went back in
and hoped to one day walk out
into her wonderland
OMG, this is so heartfelt! It must be you. GBY
ReplyDeleteHija de mi alma! oooooh the rooftops of madrid como cantan a mi espiritu, que quiero bailar ligeramente sobre ellos como palomas blancas en la brisa.
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