Juguetes Perdidos

Flags in your heart,
I want to see them!
Waving, whether the sun shines or not
Red flags! black flags!
Of white canvas in your heart.

Perfume on the edge of pain,
So, invisible
Venereal liquor of love
That is in the skins,
Silks of silks
That keeps names in your heart.

They are night birds
That we hear singing and never see.
When the hail struck,
The bell rang,
Awakening their sorrows thundering their nests.

Waiting right there,
On the road,
The beautiful lady is disembodied.
When the night is darkest
The day comes in your heart.

You are changing more than me.
Yira! yira! yira!
It's a little scary to see you like this.
Yira! yira! yira!
The higher the monkey climbs
(that's life) the more its ass is seen.

I know I can't give you
Anything more than a couple of promises...
Ticks of the revolution
Relentless rock and roll
And a couple of burning temples
That are all the treasure.

They are so fast!
Like blurs (so fast)
Pressing the accelerator,
Choked by liquors,
Blowing embers in your heart.

You're going to steal the devil's hat, like this,
Adoring him as he wants, deceiving him.
Without your flags
Silks of silks
That keep names in your heart.
This matter is now and forever in your hands, baby
Oh - oh - oh -
For the first time you're going to steal something more than fucking money

When the night is darkest
The day comes in your heart.
Without that devil who pisses everywhere
And nowhere foams.