Medianoche
Inti-Illimani
Midnight
Come drink with me in twelve cups
Twelve bells tonight at midnight
You will hear the frozen bronze
Ringing our farewell with twelve voices
Come kiss with me in twelve flakes
The bitter snow that melted the winter
About the height of my temples and this
Helpless heart that I have
Come bite with me in twelve screams
The lips of a pain already redoubled
It will be the last mouth you kiss
When you go towards the sunset
As soon as you drink the bitter sip with me
In the grey voice of blind metals
This midnight chime will come
The eternity of our two exiles
Come bite with me in twelve screams
The lips of a pain already redoubled
It will be the last mouth you kiss
When you are on your way to sunset
As soon as you drink the bitter sip with me
In the grey voice of blind metals
This midnight chime will come
The eternity of our two exiles
