La Muerte Elegante

The elegant death
The death in gloves
Hangs over the city.
The past things
The forgotten people
Who start over again.
And all this time
Sitting in fear
Trying not to remember,
The lost lives
The hours of agony
That crush the city

And I wonder where you've gone
And I wonder if I'll ever see you
And not see you anymore.

All the things
Blurry lies
Truths you won't see anymore.
And all your fear
All the silence
You hide in the darkness

And I wonder where you've gone
And I wonder if one day I'll be able to see you
And not see you anymore, never.

The elegant death,
The gallant death
Hangs over the city.
The wandering life,
The frustrating life
Has returned to the city.