Incendios de Nieve

You see, I'm crazy and it's past three
I know it's wrong to break windows of a block
To find you and tell you: There will be no more reproaches

I try to show you that mine is real
I wanted to hire a heavyweight singer
And, truth be told, I was scared when I read those prices

You won't be able to hate me
I just wanted to illustrate
That I want to take a risk to meet you
Because the fear finally fell, finally gave in

You look down, I have a special band
Two hundred sleepwalkers who whistle in fear
Dark flutists and six timpanists, two one-armed
And night specters that I found in the city
Like this abnormal guy with a black didgeridoo
Poorly ventilated and more nervous than me

You won't be able to hate me
If I've made it worse
Let your lips go down and silence me
Or we'll start whistling

In case someone is still asleep
Snow fires and heat, heat
Sometimes you go overboard, snow fires and heat, heat

And apparently we're good at fighting
On the contrary, it strengthens us more
Get over this, you won't be able
Get over this, you won't be able
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