It's the force that carries me
With the darkness that dyes
your black eyes dark
And what do you tell me about the time
that passes in your blink
and that brings me down this street
that I know that the smile
has to do with the breeze
so slow and so fast
You tear up my insides
You climb me like a spider
You drink the sweat that fogs up
the glass in my room
and afterward in the morning
I wake up and I have no wings
I've been sleeping for ten hours
and my pillow is soaked
Everything had been a dream
because they are not of this world
that I don't want to look at you
But it's that I close my eyes
and I even see you inside
I see you on one side and on the other
in every photo, in every mirror
and on the subway walls
and in people's eyes
even in the hottest soup
I'm going crazy
that I know that the smile
has to do with the breeze
so slow and so fast
You tear up my insides
You climb me like a spider
You drink the sweat that fogs up
the glass in my room
and afterward in the morning
I wake up and I have no wings
I've been sleeping for ten hours
and my pillow is soaked
Everything had been a dream
because they are not of this world
and sometimes I get confused and ring your neighbor
the one on the second floor
and sometimes I wait for you
with my gaze fixed on your doorway
and sometimes I swallow the world in one bite
and sometimes I feel you and sometimes I lay you down
Sometimes I read a kiss on your lips
I cut myself and I open up
that I know that the smile
has to do with the breeze
so slow and so fast
You tear up my insides
You climb me like a spider
You drink the sweat that fogs up
the glass in my room
and afterward in the morning
I wake up and I have no wings
I've been sleeping for ten hours
and my pillow is soaked
Everything had been a dream
because they are not of this world