Somos Polvo

I wanted to stop being the prologue
Perhaps, of a lost cause
I felt the warmth that those who shine feel
But there is a sorrow in me that annihilates

It is the veil of the past
Like a lance to the side

I wanted to change the course of the wind
Maybe I avoided my fate without the heart
If you see my smile, don't stop
I am half of what I was

We are dust in time
The ashes of a fire
Like drops, like keys
Like the nectar of your evils

We are dust in time
The ashes of a fire

A shot in the air
At the attempt to forget you