Grey

Cien años de soledad...
Love how it sounds...

Hundred years of solitude...
I will tell you how it feels.
It's when you look on a gray water 
Over the gray bridge.

Passing cars headlights 
Flash the colors around...
I will always love scarlet
More than all other colors.

Grey is the dullest in spectrum, 
And unquestionably safe.
I will still choose some reddish,
Stumbling over the edge.

Rainbow life is lavish,
Priced in heartbreaks and tears.
But what's my choice, darling, 
When I was born to live it…

Cien años de soledad…
Long enough to learn dancing.

Hundred years of solitude...
Carmine red makes them romancing.