Tréboles De Cuatro Hojas
Silvina Garre
Four-Leaf Clovers
Don't have any more pity on me
I don't like the merciful
I no longer believe in the splendor of the gods
I just take up some space
I test my trust
And defend without hesitation those I love
I learned to live
Without four-leaf clovers
I learned to live
Without four-leaf clovers
How hard it is to breathe
Between the smoke and the phlegm
My head doesn't rest for a second
One turn and another
This love doesn't settle
I couldn't practice another exorcism
I learned to live
Without four-leaf clovers
I learned to live
Without four-leaf clovers
