Las Huellas

I only give you...
The footprints that remain are just
Shins and I don't have to create the same
Seed...
I don't have to yield to you, I don't want
to ask you for anything, just put your lips on
My back...

Loving hurts...
Loving hurts...

And the darkness of the pavement and the clean
Of the floors, remove your wart that I carry
Inside...
I don't have to yield to you, without you I don't
feel anything..
Break me into pieces under the pillow..

Loving hurts...
Loving hurts...
It hurts...
It hurts me...