Dear Margarita, walking down the street
Talking to some people that do not exist
Waving to the shoppers saying "Hi, hello!"
Listening to the music playing in her colorful mind
Her colorful mind
Making sure that everyone spares a smile
She goes to the park and sits there for a while
Writes without a pen in her hand so blind
Tries to find some meaning in her colorful mind
Her colorful mind
And after all this time
Dear Margarita fell into a dream
With the sound of children singing
Dancing, sleeping, singing her song