Vistiendo

And if you're dressing up your chest with thorns
as if making sure
that pain is the right path to reach.
That shelf full of your own sorrows,
are the crumbs you left to come back and see.
Just water and sun trying to reach the highest point,
but in flight, if you don't see, I land in the sky.
Oh! So many nets over your temples.
Oh! Calm comes, unites my thousand beings.
Stop looking for more ways to delay,
and feel that the veil that blinded you turns into a river.
Something unexpected happened and time has passed.
Converges, like a seed, that finally sprouted one day.
Oh! So many nets over your temples.
Oh! Calm comes, unites my thousand beings.