El Valle De La Luna
Los Bunkers
The Valley Of The Moon
We lost our youth
Sacrificed laughter
We abhorred virtue
Privileged following
We forgot to listen
For the echo to return
In the valley of the Moon
At nightfall
At nightfall
No one told us how to speak
Let alone understand
To speak the truth
First, you must believe it well
We got confused that time
Looking at our feet
Hanging in the heights
At nightfall
At nightfall
A burning glow
Today we can see
At nightfall
Much closer
The varnish in our eyes without pain
We forgot to listen
For the echo to return
From the valley of the Moon
At nightfall
At nightfall
A burning glow
Today we can see
At nightfall
Much closer
The varnish in our eyes without pain
