Quiero Apurar Cada Grano de Arena
Luis Eduardo Aute
I Want to Rush Every Grain of Sand
I want to rush every grain of sand
And the exact air that’s left behind
So it stops being a wait
A silent chain of dreams and lies
Flesh in a hurry, the crack takes its time
Fragile with time passing, passing
I want to live that brief comedy
Under the beat of the final act
Feel the crackling in my veins
Cold from dying every day
Still path of dry footprints
Let my steps burn as I walk
I want to down the strength in one gulp
That barely keeps pushing me forward
And feed forgotten fantasies
Sleeping clouds, childhood toys
Stuffed bear, rise up and sin
From your dust healed of fears