Las Palabras

The words cheat
I never believe in what the words name
The words of trembling, of folly
The words that divert destiny
Words are sacred, good friend

I need words
I need a hundred million words
Words are always carried away by the wind
But I need them, we are two old lovers
Very crazy, very astute, challenging...
About the weapon with which you comfort me
The knife that sinks into my skin
The well-organized appearance
Words are high-flying betrayals

The words cheat
I never believe in what the words name
Many important fools hide there
But don't believe anything anyone tells you
Words teach us courage

Words cheat me
I never believe in what your words say
Mine are the same, always causing confusion
The tension between your verses and language
The tension between my kisses and your love...
They are the weapon with which I comfort you
The knife that I sink into your skin
The appearance always well-organized
Words are high-flying betrayals

I need words
I need a hundred million words
Words of love and weariness
Words that divert my destiny
Words are sacred like wine

I don't believe the words
My words are the center of mystery
Words explain what we will never understand
If it was true, if it was a lie, or if it was all just a dream

My words... the words...