A Veces Se Enciende
El Ultimo De La Fila
Sometimes It Lights Up
The shot with the black fire of your crow's gaze,
has been the lightning that announces the thunder in the storm.
You were mine last night in dreams. You kissed me with the longing
with which new lips are kissed.
Let me say that I won't ask you
to love me while you live.
But I won't give a word of love.
Sometimes it lights up,
sometimes it goes out,
the sacred flame
that you and I know.
Wood that must burn.
Let's love each other, my little love, as you and I know.
Let's love each other, my little love, as you and I know.
We will be together as long as every minute
we spend apart is to suffer.
It will be like a tribute to pay.
The lance in the side.
The brambled path
that must be traveled.
Let me say that I won't ask you
to love me while you live.
But I won't give a word of love.
Fire shot from your gaze
crow's wing that stirs my soul.
Let's love each other, my little love, as you and I know
Let's love each other, my little love, as you and I know
