La medicina
Real de Catorce
The medicine
Get me that medicine
that helps me live
my hands are colder
than cruel loneliness.
Give me that dose
come and lie down here
adrift
in the seas of the morning blue.
I want to taste the fantasy
that helps me live
because I'm dying day by day
and I don't want to die.
Give me that dose
come and lie down here
put the veins
the color of the sea waves.
