Aguzate

I feel their steps sticking to my heels
They look for me and I hide from them, laughing at their loves
I arrive late at my house, they pressure me with a bunch of nonsense
But they save my food so I can eat at any time
I hear a voice telling me

To listen, to look, to wake up
That it's not my hen that regrets
That it's my sins that are hot
"Get sharp"

They're calling you
It's all their love that they're pouring out
It's their mysteries that are at work
And it's for their victory that I'm singing

I feel their steps sticking to my heels
They look for me and I lose them, laughing at their loves
They cross my street and put on a child's face
They say they're cold but I don't give them any wine
I hear a voice telling me

To listen, to look, to wake up
That it's not my hen that regrets
That it's my sins that are hot
"Get sharp"

They're calling you
It's all their love that they're pouring out
It's their mysteries that are at work
And it's for their victory that I'm singing

See how they kick your conscience
And before you know it, the world has turned around
See how they talk to the old lady on the corner
And when they come to visit, they go straight to the kitchen