Con Mi Último Aliento

Alcohol's an unarmed soldier forcing me
To wage war against everything I love
Steal my urge to off myself, my friend
And I’ll know how to steal smiles from the hellish nights
I plant your hair in my cross
I long to feel like dust, but in your breasts, eternal
I play at being invisible on empty streets
In loving my fragility, I spend my last strength

It won't help me sleep better being recognized
I just want you to come with me if I have to exile
The power of words is adrenaline
But I must find your orgasm when my voice ends
In this dark land, hope is costly
Because it’s usually the only one that goes on strike
The city’s sick like Cobain without heroin
It shoots me in the head, and my Nirvana dodges

I wish you were always crazy for me
That I’d always be the same as the day I met you
I know that’s not possible
But I swear it’s enough that you get excited by my letters without cash
You hitchhiked in my jungle
And I don’t regret picking you up when I only had pain inside
You taught me I can go anywhere
Because I lose all sense when I start to caress you

Give me mouth-to-mouth, I need to be quiet
Go crazy before I head to the great beyond
Love me, even if my mistakes hurt
Erase with your saliva the ink of my obituary
Rise with my last breath, I’ll sniff yours, I flow if I feel you inside
Pull the rope off me slowly and carefully
That way I’ll be by your side much longer

I struggle to breathe, anxiety attacks me
Feeling you more is the only good thing about the hangover
You look so beautiful when I isolate myself
And I kill loneliness being your best friend
I feel the pressure a thousand meters underground
Or above the atmosphere, who else will love you?
You’re the dear flame about to go out
Burn my goodbye phrases again

I’ve spent too long alone waking up drunk on pussy
That I begged not to talk
Compare your smile with my wrecks on their faces
On rainy days, you’ll be the excuse so my hands
Aren’t prisoners of glasses
Full of the fucking poison that accuses me of being addicted to failure
Take me to Cuba and I’ll marry you

In this psychiatric ward, I’ll take the pills
And shove them up the ass of the doctor who humiliates us
I know no cure but your caresses
They understand perfectly why I don’t kneel
I vomit a salad of rotten springs
My helm is made of dismembered piranhas
Running aimlessly to your bed
I succumb to the depths of the never-ending war

Where did the passion for living go? No idea
You’re beautiful, but the city’s an ugly whore
I can’t find anything interesting in its streets
I traded inspiration for what I found yesterday
I balance with the unstable, always on the tightrope
It doesn’t matter what they say, only you wet my eyes
Sick of giving arms and getting nails
I know my suicidal instinct is scary, but don’t run

In a few hours, I’ll be happy again and
We’ll have barbecues with the decapitated sheep I count
When I toss and turn in bed until I come
Knowing you’re the engineer of all my trains
I can’t stop thinking of phrases I don’t even write down
I just want to hear your voice, wake up together
I don’t want you to wake up crying stalactites
Since I smiled at death, I see life more beautifully

Give me mouth-to-mouth, I need to be quiet
Go crazy before I head to the great beyond
Love me, even if my mistakes hurt
Erase with your saliva the ink of my obituary
Rise with my last breath, I’ll sniff yours
I flow if I feel you inside
Pull the rope off me slowly and carefully
That way I’ll be by your side much longer

I’ll call you drunk reminding you that I love you
That you’re one of the best things that’s happened to me, but tell me
If this will have a dramatic movie ending
Or if you’ll try to leave without hurting me too much
I no longer fool myself with women of questionable morals
And I enjoy the charm of not being a normal couple
I can miss you or sometimes even forget you
But when I see you, everything resurges again

I know I love you because when I see you, death disappears from my shadow
Or at least I don’t see it like always, nor does it scream loudly when you name me
Because I feel the peace so chased that I barely found on avenues
And your transparency when you look at me makes me park the lies of power

I don’t know if I have to give you so much
But crying doesn’t understand moderation
That I hold back while smiling with you
I don’t know if one day you’ll know what it means
To have a girl in this cursed city
With whom I don’t dream of another, wounded.