Desde El Frío Fin Del Mundo

Cold, cold white, white winter
This isn’t pain that I feel
Always weak thoughts
You’re nothing

Dream, the fire of our bodies
The explosion of sacred water
I want you to take me, wind
To the voice of her gaze

I feel like I’m only what I feel
Give me more, cold kiss of death
Give me more, be relentless with my bones

I live needing her,
Today as this world is dying
And I freeze without her breath
And I sense that I’m dying

Cold, generous, good cold
My holy cry isn’t pain
It’s her love that I sing so much
It points me out

Everything draws her up
And I’m like a statue
Where white feathers rest
From her liberating wings

A statue with a guitar
Give me more, cold kiss of my fate
Give me more, be relentless with my brains

I live needing her
To explode along with the world
And I freeze without her breath
And I celebrate that I’m dying