Bendecida

If the first look is the one that counts
This is already taught by mothers
I will regain my sanity
Towards a common grave sewn with questions

The taste of the night in abandonment is sour
It will be the day when the return begins
My memory bothers me
My senses distract me and make mistakes

In the waters of certainty
We made the promise of the Lakes of Pokhara
And the scent emanating from sex
Will merge into a new cry

I have never trusted very thin lips
I run away from them like a fugitive
And you tame the waves
That break against my veins, purify the air

In the waters of certainty
We made the promise of the Lakes of Pokhara
And the scent emanating from sex
Will merge into a new cry

From the embers of a constellation
To the perishable world
Blessed was the cause of my fortune
And of the lost land in childhood
To the perishable world
Blessed was the cause of my fortune

Something they have not allowed me
And now I seek it among your bones
Something that from so far away
I thought was not
I thought it was not my style

When you abandon your dream
You will know you have died
And the worms are always hungry
The East does not believe in the sarcasm
That once ruled us
I am the tamed lion