Estación Lunar
La Gusana Ciega
Lunar Station
Hang your trinkets on a metal saint
all your miracles on the crystal candle
pray that I can come back
from the irregular transmission.
Lunar station
sunflower, don’t let me forget
I don’t want to change.
Luminous fibers
from your belly to the heart
traveling on cars twisted by your voice
artificial communication
turned into a digital soul.
Lunar station
sunflower, don’t let me forget
the color of your eyes is the truth
I don’t want to change.
Sunflower, don’t let me forget
the color of your eyes is the truth
I don’t want to change.
You break between phrases, I can’t...
love of the moon is hard to decipher.
Lunar station
sunflower, don’t let me forget
the color of your eyes is the truth
this time don’t let me forget
I don’t want to change.
