Bomba de Tiempo

Far away you are from their mockery
Among wigs of pretending to be fine
The Moon travels through rooftops
I shoot if she dances to the beat

Burnt wax dolls
Parodies then lethal
You converse without being convincing
One day she left you

A cold fan of color
Is your body, fragile
Your mind a fan of fear
Is the city, agile

Dolls dancing their mockery
Are situations of pretending to be fine
The Moon travels through rooftops
I shoot if she dances to the beat

Your love a time bomb
Between alms they falter in pairs
Time spilled the moment
One day she left you

A cold fan of color
Is your body, fragile
Your mind a fan of fear
Is the city, agile

Your love a time bomb