Cada Pequeña Muerte

Your pain goes away, fades
It no longer protects you now
In the end, your wound healed
I feel defenseless
My private storm subsided
With every little death

Something inside you died
The blessed light
The one that once filtered through
And illuminated me

I'm going to trust you, my love
Something in a low voice, very close to the ear
I'm going to go far from you
When you untie me, baby
I'll go to the place that bores me the most
To cleanse myself without healing

Something inside you died
The blessed light
The one that once filtered through
And illuminated me