The sky looks ash blue
    As if there was going to be a storm
       Knowing there’s going to be thunder by the boom
    Our warm dark eyes freeze over the sight of gloomy clouds   
   The love of family smells like cumulus cotton
  The smiles on their faces make me feel like a cool midtone
     Love is a journey
    We are the ambiance of the world

   Standing together like mixed fruit
   Filling the whole world with our big square,
Being a big family, we will be famous one day               
  We will be looking like fuchsin, dark and faceless 
  
   We are in the outer banks away from the world
       Feeling happy, and excited to be reunited again
  Loving each other like the smell of a pink peach
The love makes our family dance
     Even more than usual