Heridas De Guerra

I don't want loves, 'cause they dry up on me
I don't want lovers, for them to regret
I don't want to kill the bad moments
'Cause they'll give me back what I had already returned

I don't want storms from those who make them up
I don't want fire if it doesn't feed me
For not deciding, in the future
I didn't give conditions, didn't give solutions, nor did I ask for salt
And I cried, and I cried so much that I emptied myself
And I cried, and I cried so much that I emptied myself

So high up and alarms from before
That I no longer plan for one and a thousand seas
I wouldn't burn in the barricade because your blood
Doesn't lead to adventures

And I cried, and I cried so much that I emptied myself
And I cried, and I cried so much that I emptied myself
War wounds from a perfect night
And I have war wounds, they don't know who I am
I have war wounds from a perfect night
And I have war wounds, they don't know who I am when there's alcohol

And I cried, and I cried so much that I emptied myself
And I cried, and I cried so much that I emptied myself
And I cried, and I cried so much that I emptied myself
And I cried, and I cried so much that I emptied myself