Compañera

The song is the friend that covers me and then leaves me cold
The clearest and darkest, the greenest and ripest
The most intimate, the most indiscreet
The song gives me everything, even if it doesn't respect me

It gives itself to me happily when it violates me
The song is the wave that lifts me and sinks me
That forges me the same as it melts me
The companion song, virginal and promiscuous, the song

We started one day in the usual times and still
We started happily gathering scars
Like good signs of the years
And, step by step, we build a landscape

Without excuse, without plea, and without outrage
Who dares to tell me that I should repent
Of the burning sperm that brought me?
Because it bleeds from below, I don't sell or tear my passion

Between drama and comedy, I have come singing to the Middle Ages
Clumsy, but sincere, I am not yet a knight
And may heaven save me from sanity
The height does not intoxicate me, nor do dreams bore me

It's not for fashion that I explode and persist
Love continues in the balance and the path with a machete
But I don't cry for it nor do I falter
If I keep my hands, my sweat, and the human heart