Oro Santo

In the dim light of this divine and tight night
Over the tundra that populates my always awake soul
A lament is heard as a prelude to the dead hours
Hours that pass with the agony of a slow death
Silence returns to dress my saint in gold
The memory of my grandmothers returns to sweeten my wait
The records that taught me to adore music return
My father returned after 20 years, oh if you would return

If you would return, I would dress my saint in gold
I would silence things so you could hear my desperate song

If you would return, I would dress my saint in gold
Let everything be quiet so you can hear my desperate song

In the dim light of this night of brilliant sweet dark light
The voice of my memory is heard only walking slowly
The memory of someone who would like to die in the attempt is heard
Oh how I wish, oh how I wish to love you less
Oh how I wish to love you less and I would like to love you slowly darker
No more hardships when loving you, no more torment
And if all my crazy dreams came true
I would dream of you less and adore you slowly

If you would return, I would dress my saint in gold
I would silence things so you could hear my desperate song

If you would return, I would dress my song in gold
I would silence things so you could hear me so much, desperate