Así En La Guerra Como En Los Celos

In war as in jealousy blood, sweat, and tears remain in the wake of the black heralds that cloud the truth and poison. Lost courses on the surface of tango. Outstanding accounts, old grudges. With wind, dust; with rain, mud. In war as in jealousy. A scourge in the soul that pushes you to run. A total eclipse of reason. A blindfold that doesn't let you see. A black shroud in the heart. In war as in jealousy. From hell, fire and ash. To darkness, ash and fire. Caresses turned into sandpaper. In war as in jealousy. Exile from which one never returns. Tares that leave the orchard barren. He who lives by the sword, dies by the sword. In war as in jealousy. A scourge in the soul that pushes you to run. A total eclipse of reason. A blindfold that doesn't let you see. A black shroud in the heart. In war as in jealousy.