No es Dios Todo lo que Reluce

There is a light on that cross,
the light that the blind see,
that hurts our eyes
in a fleeting luxury
and doesn't let us look,
and there is no relief.

They smile all the time
and make themselves seen as happy,
that they are smiling.

There is a thief on that cross,
acting in eternity.
And at your feet so blind you are,
playing the merchant
who laughs in that scam,
without blinking.

At the edge of the road you stop
to bray happily
joking without faltering.

That other cross is mine,
and that star is my light.

There is a light on that cross,
the light that the blind see,
the sky is laid out
and hell is served,
and once again love
saves my life,
kiss me just before please
before my eyes close at the end.

There is a light on that cross
the light that the mad see.
I'm going to dance crying
on my own bones.
I'm going to change stars singing.

You never know, it can happen,
that life never ends again.

And that other cross is yours,
act as if it's not today.

There is a light on that cross,
the light that the mad see.

There is a thief on that cross,
acting in eternity.