La Espina
La Castañeda
The Thorn
It wasn't a day,
Time ago.
If I count,
There were many more.
You couldn't ward off,
The routine is bad for you.
Thinking about what's going to happen,
The next day.
I don't remember, I don't know, I didn't feel
And so you were leaving.
Upon returning and seeing that there's nothing there anymore,
You feel the thorn.
Stuck, the reason.
Your heart rots.
Thinking about what's going to happen,
The next day.
I don't remember, I don't know, I didn't feel
And so you were leaving.
Upon returning and seeing that there's nothing there anymore,
You feel the thorn.
