De Noche
Eugenia León
At Night
The night is a double-bottom garage
Here and there, magic sets the rhythm
Any door opens, any door closes
And in an abracadabra, the claw of war appears
The night is dense, clandestine cold
The night is exile in the city
The night is my trench,
At night everything explodes,
At night, please, I don't want peace, I prefer the battle.
Love me, tell me where, give me warmth,
Make my heart race, let me lose my mind; love me, tell me where, give me warmth
Make my heart race, let me lose my mind.
(the whole repeats)
