El Quinque
Real de Catorce
The Lantern
I've been living half-moon since I started to love
I burn every night like a lantern flame
And I feel like a stranger on the verge of extinction
I have no choice but to wait.
Say you don't love me when I've taken care of you
Dust of your days is what you left yesterday
I'll let go of your name without crying
I have no choice but to dream.
They would have to kill me
They would have to kill me
To take away my blues
My hurt heart takes refuge in its warmth
My only comfort to live.
