Que Se Joda El Viento

Put your hair up tight, mermaid, fuck the wind
Break the foam forks
And let me rivet you iron smiles
Of those that dispel the mists
And I know that among the evils crystals will rain down on us
I will go barefoot and you naked
To the sound of love, the moon plays the hoarse drum

Let's climb to the top of this January sun
And to make a nest in its branches
And there we laughed watching how every minute hand
The waves devour it
That when cannon shots resound in my arms
I will be lost among your dunes
Leaving everything, burning the thrones where doubts reign

And bathe in my eyes, fuck the sea
That he wants to rock you at his whim
If we are nobody, nobody will find us
And if you want to rub salt into the wounds
You will only find locks
And the scars of loneliness

Take resin to slowly spread over our bodies
In case the gale returns
And meanwhile, between the gaps that time leaves us
Let your hair fly
That if dark clouds return to our madness
They will catch us face to face and elbow to elbow
More and more alone, surrounded by people

And bathe in my eyes, fuck the sea
That he wants to rock you at his whim
If we are nobody, nobody will find us
And if you want to rub salt into the wounds
You will only find locks
And the scars of loneliness

And bathe in my eyes, fuck the sea
That he wants to rock you at his whim
If we are nobody, nobody will find us
And if you want to rub salt into the wounds
You will only find locks
And the scars