The 50´s flower

this is the begining of a long trail
I am walking alone in a path of gold
not happy, but I am quite fine
I am back to the 50s´s, I am back just to find
a life with no reason, also no need to fail
I´m back just to have a cool hairstyle


there comes a man holding a fistiful of flowers
they are gray, beautiful white-black roses
I have no door to close at his face
so I just took the gray side of life
and made them look brighter
not colorful yet, but a little bit free
the  beautiful white-black roses
the gentle ignored man gave to me

(Renée Moura, 2010)