De Los Pagos Del Tiempo
José Larralde
From the Payments of Time
From the payments of time I have arrived
And to the payments of time I must continue
Gathering flocks
Of tired shames
To offer the breath of a feeling
Gathering flocks
Of tired shames
To offer the breath of a feeling
In the fields of no one shepherding
The group that has been left alone
And on the posts of hunger
I will cut the wire
So no one feels cornered
And on the posts of hunger
I will cut the wire
So no one feels cornered
It may be that I endure until I arrive
This load of dreams that I have mounted
And to drive slowly
Without scolding or shouting
My tired shames
Or on the crossroads
Destiny will drive me
Chewing my soul
From the payments of time I have arrived
And to the payments of time I must continue
Never say it's never
Hope is shattered
When a man wrinkles in suffering
Never say it's never
Hope is shattered
When a man wrinkles in suffering
If the nothingness of I don't know hurts
And feeling is never nothing, to know
If doubt grows, conscience softens
And living is distance
If doubt grows, conscience softens
And living is distance
It may be that I endure until I arrive
This load of dreams that I have mounted
And to drive slowly, without scolding or shouting
My tired shames
Or on the crossroads
Destiny will find me
Chewing my soul
Chewing my soul
Chewing my soul
