Arriesgaré La Piel

Perhaps it was necessary for me last night
To make the useless decision to see you
Even if it's in the middle of the night
Even if it's in the middle of death.

My heart is a winged horse
My decision is a bitter sword
I will return to seek what is most loved
Despite the uncertainty that overwhelms me.

I will risk my skin for an encounter
Even if we pay dearly for the deceptions
Because life is a moment within
The immense loss of this year.

Year of waiting and year without memory
That I wouldn't want to prolong in jealousy
Between the knife of your two stories
And the wounds of my two sleepless nights