The Guitarist has no shape
The Tragedy has no shape
La Celestina has no shape
Because the blues they have no shape
And the roses have no shape
Because the harlequins have no shape
Les Demoiselles have no shape
Because geometry has no shape
Just dead eye
But the hills they have a shape
And the valleys have a shape
And the planes they have a shape
And the flames they have a shape
Broken swords they have a shape
And broken bodies they have a shape
And Guernica has a shape
Because Guernica has a shape
Not dead eye