Devolviendo El Alma

I don't want to get used to your silence
Carnivorous and voracious that
Lands between my lips
And I don't want to stay in this space anymore
In the middle of this darkness
And there's someone whispering songs to me
And it's not precisely god
Maybe it's the imitation of someone who was never born

And let me in charge that you love me
And leave your body in the refrigerator
And draw your hands on my back
So when you're no longer here, I believe you're in me

I don't want to get used to this sky
I'll be returning the soul before the after
And I prefer to wait for you in hell
Than to stay one more day here without you
And there's someone whispering songs to me
And it's not precisely god
Maybe it's the imitation of someone who was never born

And let me in charge that you love me
And leave your body in the refrigerator
And draw your hands on my back
So when you're no longer here, I believe you're in me