El Asesino de La Ilusión

there's extra time at the station
time to spare in my corner
just one, one song for you

your steps, your scent, your wind, your voice
and never a goodbye
just one, one song for you
I'll avoid your shadow...

the deadliest smile, the most lethal memory
the most fatal dance, the one written by your voice
can't talk to you like this
can't see you like this
a heap of yesterday's anthems...

the afternoons of the dead eclipse the bar
the mourners will silence their anger and everything is for you
paying for the nights of executions
people will disappear...
where are they?

under the pretext of life, under the pretext of peace
under the pretext of love, under the pretext of fighting
just lies... the ones written by your voice
can't love you like this but I hope to see you here
a heap of yesterday's anthems and without your voice...

I'll avoid your shadow, I'll spit out your name
the deadliest smile, the most lethal memory
the most fatal dance, the one written by your voice
can't talk to you like this
can't see you like this
a heap of yesterday's anthems and without your voice...

you'll hide behind a disguise
you'll make your most biting gesture
total insensitivity of the love killer...

a killer on a divan
a killer in an attic
a killer in a sedan

a killer on a divan
a killer in an attic
a killer in a sedan
a criminal on a divan
a criminal in an attic
a criminal in a sedan

...the illusion killer... of love