No Hay Monstruos Invensibles

Innocence is fragile and with a brutal blow
they shattered the mirror and you see yourself in the back wall
and its electric, luminous existence collapsed
today your steam engine doesn’t want to run anymore
there's no emotional fuel to keep the journey going

There’s always an explanation for any cruelty
even if sometimes you forget when night falls
there are no new tales that can rescue you
from the stubborn ghosts that come to your house today
it shows in your eyes that you’ve arrived in life

There are no invincible monsters
that won’t let you grow
what is cannot stop being

"What do we do with that little head, what do we do?,
give me a hug, come on, give me a hug"

(No one sings those songs that nobody wants to hear)
(and you’re left with confessions that tend to drown you)
your figure was made on a day when the sky made peace
even though it’s cruel how happy beings learn
that they still need tears to be reborn
to be reborn...

There are no invincible monsters
that won’t let you grow
what is cannot stop being

There are no invincible monsters
if a star is to be born
what is cannot stop being

(No one sings those songs that nobody wants to hear)
(and you’re left with confessions that tend to drown you)