Lagrimas De Fuego Y Ceniza

I walk slowly through wet streets, in silence
the night opens its golden doors, to another time
shy and fleeting like the wind, that's what I believe
I'm an old dog in a land of nothing and everything
They are tears of fire and ash, vile desire
life is a dream, the dream words that I carry inside
moon of cork and steel, I wait for you
the night is long, the drug is bitter, a faithful reflection
I walk slowly through wet streets, back
the day closes the doors marked with desire
light that illuminates the dawn, I don't appreciate you
the river follows my tired steps, out of sync
I drank in your gaze
eyes devour my face,
I lie in silence
your face is a memory.