Mirando Al Cielo

The best years of our lives
The best moons with a taste of honey
Your mischievous hands are never forgotten
Your impatient mouth on my skin

I feel inside that my days are ending
The next fallen hero could be me
I don't want legends of bravery
Or medals for fulfilling my duty

And what am I doing here looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers away from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches and missing you

And what am I doing here looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers away from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches and missing you
My life is silent amidst bombings

I miss you
And what am I doing here
Without you
I can't

The best years of our lives
I'm giving them to I don't know what or whom
I've ambushed myself in a suicide mission
Or this could be the last time

That I talk to you, that I write to you
That I cry for you, that I tell you
That I would give my life to die by your side
And shout to the wind that I was a bad soldier

That I talk to you, that I write to you
That I cry for you, that I tell you
That I would give my life to die by your side
And shout to the wind that I was a bad soldier

And what am I doing here looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers away from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches and missing you

And what am I doing here looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers away from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches and missing you
You played with my life amidst bombings

I miss you
And what am I doing here
Without you
I can't

I miss you
And what am I doing here
Looking at the sky

Far extremely far from your kisses
Trying to catch the stars with my fingers
Missing you, your peachy face
Your mouth, your hair
Looking at the sky, begging for a timeout
To the owner of the universe to listen to my verses
And send me back directly to the land of fire
To your bed in flames with kerosene kisses
And I poison myself here without you, missing your presence
Carnivore of your essence
Your absence hurts more
Than the bullets of hell

And what am I doing here looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers away from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches and missing you

And what am I doing here looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers away from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Digging trenches and missing you

And what am I doing here looking at the sky
Ten thousand kilometers away from your kisses
Kissing flags, opening fire
Opening fire opening fire