Miroko Y Las Luciérnagas Tristes
Los Seis Días
Miroko And The Sad Fireflies
Grant me a festival
Grant me a wild night
of magical potions
that make me travel
To your belly, and grow
consumed by my mouth
that awakens
every time you're not here
Almost infernal torture
of formations more than tragic
sporadic
full of moisture
Come out
Come out of the closet
I've never seen fireflies so sad
Your tremendous voice
The day you decided
that yours was no more
Fireflies so sad
stop in time
And on the other side I continue
I'll never be the same
Grant me a festival
Grant me a wild night
of magical potions
that make me travel
to your belly
and grow
consumed by my mouth
that awakens
Fireflies so sad
Your tremendous voice
The day you decided
that yours was no more
Fireflies so sad
stop in time
And on the other side I continue
I'll never be the same
