Lágrimas de Mármol

Yesterday's train is moving away, time passes
Life around is no longer so mine
From the observatory of my house
The party cools down

The few who love me don't let me
Get lost alone in case I go crazy
I don't ask for compassion for my complaints
That sound the alarm

I'll end up like an old whore
Talking to my cats

Survivor, yes, damn it!
I will never tire of celebrating it
Before the tide destroys
The traces of my marble tears
If I had to dance with the ugliest
I lived to sing it

I stopped taking selfies of my belly button
When the stroke sent its trial balloon
The death of a friend hurts me more
Than the one that lurks around me

With imagination, when it dares
I keep biting bitter apples
But the future is getting shorter
And the hangover, long

Survivor, yes, damn it!
I will never tire of celebrating it
Before the tide destroys
The traces of my marble tears
If I had to dance with the ugliest
I lived to sing it

Survivor, yes, damn it!
I will never tire of celebrating it
Before the tide destroys
The traces of my marble tears
If I had to dance with the ugliest
I lived to sing it