Purple Hyacinth
Look that Purple Hyacinth will soon bloom
Where are you heading my darling young one
Before you leave, can you play me that tune
Winter creeps, take my leather jacket son
You know the one after your mother died
The one that yelled rebellion and scars
The one that taught you to smoke and spit lies
You know the one you played for the night stars
Our relationship was never a song
It was more like my father's empty grave
My blood runs through your blue veins, so stay strong
Please listen, don't become Uncle Sam's slave
Here carry my tears; keep your eyes glad lad
Goodbye my son I …I love you too dad
Sergio Peralta
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