Answer:
I am the red tongue of the earth, that buries cities.
They're big and yet so far away, We see them at the end of day. They're small and they're above. We see them when we close our eyes, Each time we are in love.
This is a dish containing beans, sometimes baked but, despite the name, usually stewed, in a sauce
Longer than a decade and shorter than a milennium
Some adults still use these to count.
I am a room that has a roof but no walls. What am I?