Lágrimas de Sangre

With tears of blood
I could write the story
of this sacred love
that you brought to life.

With tears of blood
I could buy glory
and turn it into verses
and lay it at your feet,
and turn it into verses
and lay it at your feet.

I, who had your hands
and your mouth and your hair
and the white warmth
that you poured into me;
today I tear my soul apart
like a beast in heat
and I don't know what I want
because I want you.
And I don't know what I want
because I want you.