Eres [English translation]

You give no answers, neither light to my garden

and there's no warrior who rests in you.

There's no August moon, or April rain

that haven't sleep in you before.

You are little, like a fleeting star

like the universe before the bang.

You fly like the laughter, like the lion tooth

if I lie to you, you do it better.

Now tell me they will offer you

the lost evenings, your blood in my skin

the weared out house, the blanket in the sofa

the TV on, the desires to cry.

Snd now tell me they will give you

the peace in your belly, the calm of the sea

the burning ember, the desires to kill.

You are the broken cup, the sea in which I get in

wind that whispers,

the undone thalamus.

Acid in my eyes, the coffee of my mornings

the hand in the sex, the rumor of battle.

You give no answers, neither light to my garden

and there's no warrior who rests in you.

There's no August moon, or April rain

that haven't sleep in you before.

• Artist:Ismael Serrano
• Album:La traicion de Wendy