Buitre no come alpiste

Where were you for so many hours? Together in the same room
-watching the waves rise-
ready for action.

If luck abandons me
and says she doesn't want to see me,
I'll call her a swindler
she has stolen from me while she sleeps.

I've spent so many hours
watching the flower from the petals,
that a poppy approaches me
and brings back the taste to my mouth.

Look into my eyes; I know what you're thinking.
From your head I want to drink broth.
To kill my doubts and rise to your moon.

Throw yourself on the floor; start positioning yourself.
From your crotch I want to drink broth
and like rats in the trash: Disorder and Loneliness
they left seeing you arrive.

She hides the air
that surrounds the sound of my voice
and I train like a dog
to bite her with my song.

If luck abandons me
and you see that I'm a little sad,
it's because you're a bitch
and a vulture doesn't eat birdseed.

And if you feel like a loser
take the love out of your mouth
and give me back all the hours
I spend thinking we are two..

Look into my eyes; I know what you're thinking.
From your head I want to drink broth.
To kill my doubts and rise to your moon.

Throw yourself on the floor; start positioning yourself.
From your crotch I want to drink broth
and like rats in the trash: Disorder and Loneliness
they left seeing you arrive.

Maybe you're afraid to know
that you're crazier...
than me, who needs to see the sunrise
when it's not time.