EL ELIXIR DE TUS LABIOS

Throw me into the sea, I'm already drowned
I'm already ashes, fire is my master
I know I despair
Sometimes I don't fit in my body
Sometimes I don't fit in my body

They demand too much, my joints
Tired of the imposed limit
That are not even malformations anymore
That are not even a defect and they say
We want to get out, we want to get out

But we can't leave without you
Pull your veins that are not chains
They are a key to the portal that releases
They are a key to the portal that releases

I want to travel with the leaves, die by the wind
Be fuel for a thousand births
Be a militant in the school play that I star in your dreams

And if I could be two
Even those two would ask to merge in your bosom, I would ask to be a mutant
If that makes you look at me again

With new eyes
With a new filter
If that makes you look at me again

I want to travel with the leaves, die by the wind
Be fuel for a thousand births
Be a militant in the school play that I star in your dreams

And if I could be two
Even those two would ask to merge in your bosom, I would ask to be a mutant
If that makes you look at me again

With new eyes
With a new filter
If that makes you look at me again

Concepts of peace that destroy empires
I walk among them, but I am not one of them
Benign traps that I seek to fall into

Do you think you can see me in your shitty range seeking siege?
Inert pupils sight deserts
And only in oases do you manage to see your reflection
Only in oases do you manage to see your reflection

As if it were a merit to see yourself reflected
As if it were a work of art to be isolated all the time
As if it were a merit to see yourself reflected
As if it were a work of art to be isolated all the time

My own crucifixion is already scheduled
There are no guests, nor are there Romans with spears
Look at the waters that are starting to stir
Look at my God who, if he exists, does not deign to look
Look at my God who, if he exists, does not deign to look
Look at my God who, if he exists, does not deign to look

Looking for answers that are not in books
Let's invent victories, we already believed them
Christopher a hero?
It's not Willie Colón, the prodigy

The Huston, the pet sound, the dark side of the Moon
We lack THE MIRACLE, I don't know if it will happen yet
The Huston, the pet sound, the dark side of the Moon
We lack THE MIRACLE, I don't know if it will happen yet

Only with an armament
You will be able to digest all this oath
For I bring sin
And also the wit to persuade them, enter my kingdom
Without a testament, neither old nor new
With a firmament that erases fears

The weather corrodes and I am cold
I establish patterns, talent is not enough, grace is not enough
I'm dead inside
Grace is not enough, talent is not enough
Serenely distribute the fortunes, the garments
Don't learn, reprimand
It's the motto of life

I stretch, they stretch me, I throw, they throw me
I hide, they find me, I find myself
I take them to the bottom, they leave me back fully abandoned

I style, they stretch me, I throw, they throw me
I hide, they find me, I find myself
I take them to the bottom, they leave me back fully abandoned

And if I am born again
I will be the elixir of your lips
I will be the elixir of your lips
I will be your everything

Fuck with the legacy
Fuck with everything
Fuck with the legacy
I will be the elixir of your lips
I will be your everything

Fuck with the legacy
If I am born again
I will be the elixir of your lips
I will be the elixir of your lips
I will be your everything