El asesino de la ilusion

There's spare time at the station
There's spare time in my corner
mmm just one song for you...
...your steps your scent your breeze your voice
and never a goodbye
mmm just one song for you
to avoid your shadow...
...the most lethal smile
the most deadly memory
the most fatal dance
the one that writes your voice
can't love you like this
can't see you like this
a heap of yesterday's hymns...
...afternoons of dead overshadow the bar
and the mourners will be silent
their anger all because of you
wandering in nights of shootings
disappeared people
where the hell are they...
...they are a pretext for life
they are a pretext for peace
they are a pretext for love
they are a pretext for fighting
just lies...
the one that writes your voice
can't love you like this
but I hope to see you here
a heap of yesterday's hymns
and without your voice...
to avoid your shadow...
...your name they will spit out...
...the most lethal smile
the most deadly memory
the most fatal dance
the one that writes your voice
can't love you like this
but I hope to see you here
a heap of yesterday's hymns
and without your voice...
you will cover yourself in a disguise
do your most biting gesture
all the insensitivity of the illusion killer
a criminal on a divan
a criminal in an attic
a criminal in a sedan
the illusion killer!
...OF LOVE!...