Autopsia
Gerardo Peña
Autopsy
He who knows love
Knows that behind the scent
Comes the thorn
The flower is delicate
You invest water and sun
And lose your life
Run, go, escape
If you see it around
You who still have time
And haven't felt the worst
Run from love, run from love
Because it kills you
It gives you light but then snatches it away
It breaks your soul into a thousand pieces with its stake
It has no mercy, it will have no mercy
You go like a pariah
With the alms given by bad people
In a moment of carelessness it betrays you, mistreats you
This is love, this is love
He who died for love
Lives buried in the sea
With a glance
Any autopsy will say
It was due to an excess of despair
They will open his chest
And beating they will find
Only a mirage
Among the dunes and the salt
Of the darkness, much darkness
Because it kills you
It gives you light but then snatches it away
It breaks your soul into a thousand pieces with its stake
It has no mercy, it will have no mercy
You go like a pariah
With the alms given by bad people
In a moment of carelessness it betrays you, mistreats you
This is love, this is love
