Guitarras de Cartón
Eruca Sativa
Cardboard Guitars
We used to believe
In towers of babel
In great heroes and their glory
We used to believe
In cardboard guitars
Power to manipulate the air
I fall new into the world
Deciphering every face of this sun
We used to believe
Not to conceive pain
And in the eternity of things
And just as I believed
I also knew how to deceive
With my most beautiful lies
The future and memory
Are treading on our steps
Nothing remains but space and
I return to myself
History showed us
That to be reborn
One must die first
