Cómo Mata El Viento Norte
La Máquina de Hacer Pájaros
How the North Wind Kills
How the north wind kills
When August is in the day
And the space illuminates our bodies
A beggar shows jewels
to the blind on the corner
And a puppy of the Lord amazes them
Talk to me only about clouds without sun
I don't want to know anything
With the misery of the world today
Today is a good day
There is something peaceful
The Earth is our sister
Mars does not yield to the power of the Sun
Venus enchants us
The Moon knows of its attraction
While we die here
With closed eyes
We see nothing but our nose
How the north wind kills
When August is in the day
And the space illuminates our bodies
Lord night, be my cradle
Be my cradle, be my day
My little soul dances
With joy, with joy
