Traducir a
Before blowing it up
I want you to hold my hand
Tell me if the pulse is constant
Or if it is a distant murmur
I drag nothing this time
I bring the reel veiled
It's early for amnesia
And late to get out intact
What's meant to do?
What's meant to do?
Now that everything is spoken
I tried
I tried
Today your memory is a bird
That flutters its wings behind me
And stores your lips in its beak
You have the precise shape
You retain the heritage of marble
You were the Venus de Milo
And I placed the world in your arms
And I rolled
And I rolled
How slippery are the years
I tried
I tried
Today your silhouette is a bird
That flutters its wings behind me
It whistles to me and entangles my steps
Gather again the Wise Men Council
Put me a candle, I am trapped
Get me out of the passage
When the sanctuary falls
Get me out of this fort
Take me in your plain flight
I want a blind spot
I want your fury
Take me with you
Take me with no deals
And take me to the bridge that didn't blew up
To the wall that grows in my hand
The same one that impedes your steps
Empires will fall, stadiums will fall
But before that our saints must fall
Ver letras en otros idiomas
