Martiria Regrets
It's beautiful,
Look, how it shines!
Not just a coin:
It's silver.
It is the price
Of a human life
Look, how it shines!
Between the trees,
A little man cries,
Shadows on his face
Empty eyes.
Accomplished destiny,
Someway we can say.
A little man cries.
Thirty coins,
Shining silver
Thrown in the air by Juda's hand.
Last night dinner,
We knew he was lost
Soldiers all around.
He was lost.
He looked at us,
Deep into our souls,
Little weak things.
It was written
Someone would betray.
A kiss like a mark.
That same is he!
Just I can't see,
Since all he knew,
Why not to stop me.
Where can I hide?
How to forget
The days I spent
On his side?
I can stand hate
But not those eyes,
All that forgiveness
So much love.
Where can I hide?
How to forget
The days I spent
On his side?
Death is silence,
Eternal regret.
The last escape,
Without peace.
Not far away,
Thirty silver coins
Paid a cross of pain.
