Riego Mi Sombra

Watering my shadow this time on good soil
I walk looking at my feet and it takes me to the border
It seems easy, but from afar it's not visible
The night dreams again of your blindness
I put a brake on this rope that gnaws at my head
Love sickness, mother of my pains

Made of earth and paper, lovely morning until ten
The faces are unknown on the chessboard
Let someone pray for our hearts
So much noise, so much has come off the ground

And now your mambo falls at my feet
Let your hair fall and your nose grow
May you see me incoherently happy
Let your hair fall and your nose grow
May you see me incoherently happy