Rompiendo Fuentes
Juan Luis Guerra 4.40
Breaking Sources
My wife works in the free zone
Embroiders dreams in shirt sleeves
And gathers the hem of the afternoon
With a sun of denim in her smile
She carries nine months of illusions
With my love pregnant every day
And a can of stars announcing
That soon she will be a born woman
And I suspect that you are going to give birth
To a beautiful girl like you
My wife milks hope
With diapers and a thread pillow
And between cuts and fabric she disguises herself
Like a tear falling into the river
Don't worry, barren heart
Push the belly, and let the seas open
Life hurts, it's a mother's law
But the fruit forgets the suffering
And I suspect that you are going to give birth
To a beautiful girl like you
Hey!
Bring dreams of yeast
Night of liquor
My wife with moon herb
Is breaking sources
In a world where the living
Are survivors
My wife with moon herb
Is breaking sources
Nine months and a little fish
Swimming in your belly
My wife with moon herb
Is breaking sources
My wife with moon herb
Is breaking sources
My wife with moon herb
Is breaking sources
Push, mother! Push!
Rainwater
Transparent night
My wife with moon herb
Is breaking sources
In a world where the living
Are survivors
My wife with moon herb
Is breaking sources
Push, mother, with a shout
Life ignites
My wife with moon herb
Is breaking sources
My wife with moon herb
Is breaking sources
My wife with moon herb
Is breaking sources
Push, mother! Push!
