The army arrives. It lines up the coffins.
Kindergartens close. She sings in the gardens.
Time does not pass. You can only touch me with your eyes.
The world stops. Don’t you dare cough.
Field hospitals. It looks like a movie.
A very old film. About our yesterday life.
Broken hearts. The long goodbye of the intubated.
Lovers divided. The breathless prayers.
Lungs exhausted. Doctors also die.
War is just begun. The fans don’t come.
Be responsible. No room left in the morgue.
Keep your distance. Everything is gonna be ok
Disinfect your brain. Draw rainbows.
Empty the streets. The dolphins can come back.
Thus begins a new story. Looking for air.
In the solitudes of our homes. Looking for air.
CRISALIDE D´ARIA 