Deja Que Te Cuide, Mariposa Mía

The day has its hours
and the night has its own
and she just thinks about breathing
while the rest of us do it
without even noticing, without a thought.

What unease
what black holes
life takes away or gives to you
fate's games
that are hard to escape from.

Let me take care of you, my butterfly
let me watch over your fragility
life is life and we’re gonna live it
'cause we all have wings made of glass.

So many challenges
so many hopes
even when you’re at the mercy of chance
when I say I want
it’s already understood that it’s maybe.