Dientes de Cordero

Lambs teeth, over the city
Fire trees, for Christmas
Pots that flash, in the blue night
Dented star, old southern cross
The wolves now get excited, they tremble in front of the TV
Although the plan comes out quickly, the plan is going well
Lamb's teeth, cross the city
They shout their desire for justice and freedom
Waking up from a Turkish dream without a nose
Carnival of hunger, the partridge is gone
Pickets and gallows, death in the corral
Power is blind, it cannot hear

It hurts me to laugh, it hurts me to sing
No more ledges, no more jumping
And now who is coming, and now who is leaving
Lamb's teeth, bite without letting go

Blood on the sidewalk, in the gray palace
Blood on the stairs, on yours under your nose
Thousands of small towns grow in the interior
Medieval fiefdoms where they call you Lord
The school does not open, the hospital closes
You feel the heartbeat of the wolf, in the jugular

It hurts me to laugh, it hurts me to sing
No more ledges, no more jumping
And now who is coming, and now who is leaving
Lamb's teeth, bite without letting go

birth light
It will be your pain
That the night is long and
How the Sun burns!

birth light
It will be your pain
That the night is long and
How the Sun burns!

birth light
It will be your pain
That the night is long and
How the Sun burns!