When it’s cold and the siren sounds
The waves refract a cry for help
What will it sound like if it comes
From the ignorant mouth of a needful child?
If all it knows is oppression
Will it know to stay silent?
Or will it learn it’s lesson
At the feet of a tyrant?
If the words are what scares him
The inability to share the language
Shouldn’t he welcome it?
Embrace it and in it lavish?
A mi padre siempre le pareció natural
Lo de compartir la lengua, hablar
I si no fos per ells, jo també parlaria
La lengua que no me sale sin más?
I can’t deny the words hold power
But what’s ominous, what towers
Is not knowing what, not knowing whom
Not understanding, having to assume.
Feb 9
Feb 9, 2026 at 11:41 AM UTC
When it’s cold and the siren sounds
The waves refract a cry for help
What will it sound like if it comes
From the ignorant mouth of a needful child?
If all it knows is oppression
Will it know to stay silent?
Or will it learn it’s lesson
At the feet of a tyrant?
If the words are what scares him
The inability to share the language
Shouldn’t he welcome it?
Embrace it and in it lavish?
A mi padre siempre le pareció natural
Lo de compartir la lengua, hablar
I si no fos per ells, jo també parlaria
La lengua que no me sale sin más?
I can’t deny the words hold power
But what’s ominous, what towers
Is not knowing what, not knowing whom
Not understanding, having to assume.
