Un Arpón de Grillos

A harpoon of crickets crosses my ears
The crack sharpens, I fear not to return
I fear not to return, I fear not to return

Your words no longer touch me
Like flies falling against the glass
Fear is defeated, it's time to walk

Give me back the hat, I don't need anything else
Dream to sleep, hunger to dream
Dream to sleep, hunger to dream
Peace arrived between my shadow and me