De Licor Y Tristeza

When lovers flood
the night air with their kisses
I'll think of my return
and when I come back
silence will howl in the chest of memories we hid
and that wait
and that wait
for storms to arise in our glasses
of liquor, of liquor and sadness.
You told me
that the prophets announced there is a time to love and to die
that is approaching
that is approaching
and will come with our cups full
of liquor, of liquor and sadness.
The beasts stir in our hearts
because they see that fire ignite
that fire, without smoke and without flame
burns us
burns us
as we drink from our full cups
of liquor, of liquor and sadness