Al Diablo, Con Amor

If everything rolls and moves
In space and time
If we are candles in the wind
If we are seaweed from the sea
If everything breaks and tears
Let's break the tie together
Let's move forward without looking.
I'm going to talk to you, I'm going to go
With you to hell
To hell without a devil
That nests in the heart
Forever condemned
By the legs, by the tail
By the horns, by the wings
By hooves, by tridents
To hell between the teeth
That you carry in your skin
To hell that you find
Every day in your mirror.
I'm going to talk to you and tell you
That the foam of hell
That splashes our cradle
Just born
Is the same that burns you
On the boat and in the house
In the grave and the tavern
That pursues you and achieves you
And destroys those who flee
And in our brain it boils
Flows like an animal,
Like an octopus that with claws
Scratches and destroys us
It tightens and harasses us
With gusts of wind.
This foam that in the mist
Of winter nights
Roars, rages and pushes us
To the gates of hell
It is the net of the impossible,
The madness of the drunkard
The pain that is not spoken,
The rage of the humiliated,
The inheritance of injustice,
From this deranged world
The bitterness without comfort
The programmed weariness,
The impotence of love
Silenced heart!
From the bloodied sea
And the spilled wine.
This foam that in the mist
Of winter nights
Roars, rages and pushes us
To the gates of hell,
It is life in gushes
Bursting without compassion
From the jaws of this world
In a ferocious grimace.
We cannot submit
To chains and ties
We cannot, we must not
Accept that no one escapes
We do not want, we do not know
It is not written on our map.
There are no chains!
There are no ties!
Everything breaks and tears!