Bendito Infierno
Ivan Noble
Blessed Hell
If her gaze were two guns, I wouldn't tell the story
it's that she makes mirrors bleed
I'm talking about the most princess of all
if you cross her, your neck is worth a coin
cause you'll be left without a liver and without dignity
she'll chew on your secrets,
you'll be the widow of your dreams and she'll tell you:
"I can show you my life, but don't look too much,
it's not that I don't have a heart, it's that I haven't used it in a while"
"I can take you on my journey, but don't stay too long
it's not that I don't use my heart, it's that I haven't listened to it in a while"
Since she hung her dresses at home, my nights have no cure
her beauty speaks to me in another language
I'll be clear: she's blessed hell in person
if you kiss her, light candles to your shadow
because all the trains in the world will take you
to the door of her lips,
the years will pass like hares and she won't open for you
"I can put you in my bed, but don't get too comfortable
it's not that I don't have a heart, it's that I haven't used it in a while"
"I can take you on my journey, but don't stay too long
it's not that I don't use my heart, it's that I haven't listened to it in a while"
"I can love you on Sunday, but don't believe me too much
it's not that I don't have a heart, it's that I haven't listened to it in a while"
"I can take you on my journey, but don't stay too long
it's not that I don't use my heart, it's that I haven't polished it in centuries