Conversación Triple
Don Cornelio y La Zona
Triple Conversation
There are melodies in my eyes
Lights in my ears
Stop cutting
The wires with your lips
Stop digging the grave
Don't bury your soul
Double illusion of yesterday
Triple conversation from the day before
Monologue with my pillow
There are songs in my eyes
Twenty birds in my hat
This night of betrayal
This night of tension
I'll tie your hands with wire
This night of betrayal
This night of passion, baby
I'll dig the grave of your soul
So there are songs in your eyes
And twenty birds in your hat
Stop cutting
The wires with your lips
Stop digging the grave
Stop digging the pit
Don't bury your soul
Double illusion of yesterday
Triple conversation from the day before
Monologue with my pillow
