Miércoles de Cenizas

You know what a deep day
Like a prism's brightness
The horizon bleeds, its passion

Ash Wednesday
Arrives without joy
The sand in your watch got wet

For whom the bells toll
Your heart fell asleep

Where will you be now
When dawn breaks
Your gaze lost its angelic touch

Your tree left without leaves
The rain falls and wets
The nest the bird abandoned

For whom the bells toll
Your heart fell asleep

Because we're not living, dreaming, feeling, fighting
Give me, give me the eternal fire of your love
Because dreams shatter into tears
In bitter times
If there's no winner at the end of the game

For whom the bells toll
Your heart fell asleep

Because we're not living, dreaming, feeling, fighting
Give me, give me the eternal fire of your love
Because dreams shatter into tears
In bitter times
If there's no winner at the end of the game