El Hombre De La Estrella
La Renga
The Star Man
The sound and the wind are so different
and yet they resemble each other in something
not even the best eye can see them
but they exist because they are felt.
From that texture your soul gave birth
to what was all your breath
the rage never died
when they killed the dog.
Give me some of that foam, infect me with courage
may there be no tomb, nothing to silence it
it sounds like the wind and is unseen
it gets inside and fights.
A savage that never stops
wants to become mine
doesn't want me faithful or false
just a beast to live.
From that bravery your dream gave birth
to what still holds my breath
the rage never died
when they killed the dog.
Give me some of that foam, infect me with courage
may there be no tomb, nothing to silence it
it sounds like the wind and is unseen
it gets inside and fights.
As a guide, the sky gifted
a star for your forehead
so that without losing tenderness ever
you learned to toughen up.
