Niebla Y Hollin

Let the towns carry caresses and wires
In bundles of love
Let them fill their eyes with night and stars
Let words of sand die, cracks
Of bitter pain
Let them water their wooden feet with dreams
Let a sweet gaze shine at dawn
Of serene nostalgia
Let chains and shackles cry of sorrow
That sow humble smiles in lands
Where absences reign
That gag and deny the sun to life
And if upon waking mornings offer us
Scents of lily mixed with mud
Let the children throw breadcrumbs in the air
Whoever tries to buy with coins
Looks that fill the sidewalks with light
Full of empty steps that want to speak
My heart doesn't beat in your mouth
Nor does my hand get dirty in front of you
Nor does my voice abandon me
My veins are not threaded with fog and soot
Because I have a whole army of verses yearning
To hang in the air and die
When stars fall from a finished sky
Like rain to the earth
We will be the voice that banishes sorrows