El Ruiseñor, El Amor y La Muerte
Indio Solari
The Nightingale, Love, and Death
In my heart you aimed your dreams
Friendship left love uncared for
You don't want me to love you like this
Just prefer you
Every old love always bothers us
You know how to hide, then you love
You loved me a lot, for a short time and see
Your luck left you
What dark rose lives
And flourishes in the swamps
Maybe I can't
Dance the simple and gray ritual of a dreamer anymore
My tongue says nonsense all the time
That I came to live with my death as well
The Great Lady exists, so that
You don't suffocate me, love
What dark rose lives
And flourishes in the swamps
Maybe I can't
Dance the simple and gray ritual of a dreamer anymore
Look for your cure, and not
The naive salvation
The purest pain is that of
Having been so happy
