Hijos Del Verbo Amar
Pablo López
Children of the Verb to Love
Two, animals of wild verb
Of deadly embrace
Of brilliant and cursed lineage
Under the rain
They walk
Being so alive
They have renewed their skin
And in this world
Poisoned
They deceive the god beneath their feet
No one silences them
No one knows about their wounds
Suitcase and straight to the sun
They have set fire to their clothes
They have learned to dance life
Don't let them steal their freedom
They are children of the verb to love
Flesh blessed by the earth
Long live the crazy lovers
They shout their war song from the chest
Long live this revolution
And long live the love of those who kiss, desperate
In case this moon
Were the last time
That on the book
Of sins, they swore to forget
The fear of losing
No one silences them
No one knows about their wounds
Suitcase and straight to the sun
They have set fire to their clothes
They have learned to dance life
Don't let them steal their freedom
They are children of the verb to love
No one silences them
No one knows about their wounds
Suitcase and straight to the sun
They have set fire to their clothes
And they have learned to dance life
Don't let them steal their freedom
They are children of the verb to love
