El Soldado de Plomo

I go knowing that until today
I gave him more than once
Some other color and already
I can imagine
Building it again
Because it exploded again

I don't want to waste
Not even a bit of its honey
If I find where it is
See that it can dawn
Caressing the sun
With nothing to kick

He's looking at me wrong
His face is not normal
I'm not going to leave
I want to tell him how it is
And he's like a tin soldier
With a black metal heart
Living on longings
Of a past he licked
And is no longer there

He's on his way to the trench
Of a war he never
Could find
He doesn't care about the way
And in the mud
Is his cruel loneliness

I go knowing that until today
I gave him more than once
Some other color
And I don't want to waste
Not even a bit of its honey
If I find where it is
He's looking at me wrong
His face is not normal
I'm not going to leave
I want to tell him how it is

And he's like a tin soldier
With a poor metal heart
Living on longings
Of a past he licked
And is no longer there
He's on his way to the trench
Of a war he never
Could find
I don't care about the way
And in the mud
Is his cruel loneliness