Incertidumbre

Bitter lips, sad eyes
Long neck, like a swan
Lost soul, fallen angel
Half of my life, you have always been

Crossed sweat, old story
On some lips, on an ear
Feel the murmur of our blood
Two streams that burn together

Uncertainty is a stream of impossibilities that you make visible
To make me feel that I am still alive, that destiny is my friend
Uncertainty that any night at a bar you wait for me
Although I know that at the end of the dawn nothing remains

Between the walls, of your insides
Warm and dark, I feed
Suddenly I return to my childhood
For the fragrance, that your breasts give

Uncertainty is a stream of impossibilities that you make visible
To make me feel that I am still alive, that destiny is my friend
Uncertainty that any night at a bar you wait for me
Although I know that at the end of the dawn nothing remains