La Boca Del Lobo
Rata Blanca
The Wolf's Mouth
It's their color the darkness
Living among shadows.
Looking back is to remember
Shapeless clouds.
And their love more than their wound
Teaches them to fight for this life
I told him once about the rainbow
He smiled at me, I know he thought
It was impossible
Although today his soul cries
In his face there is hope
His touch hardened today with his past.
His body like his cane
Old and worn
And he raised his eyes to the sky
To feel the sun between his fingers
That's how he lived with the impossible
With the impossible, with the impossible
