Tomás el Tendero
Los Suaves
Thomas the Shopkeeper
Thomas goes out every morning, his shop closed
weary, waiting for another day of ruin and sweat
His dreams are the dreams of the world, to keep going
and delaying a tomorrow that gets worse every time
What good is a boat if you have no river?
Another day older and burdened with debts
Hunter of moonless nights, lost
Girl without a doll, clock without a hand
Thomas, the empty future of dreams
Thomas, pays installments and taxes to the treasury
Thomas, there is no place anywhere
Thomas, Autumn will be long and hot
Thomas knows that today is the day. Fear, Old well,
silence heart, empty shadow
In the cracks of his thoughts, the moment has come
to slam the door with fire and bleed into life
(Solo)
Thomas, the empty future of dreams
Thomas, pays installments and taxes to the treasury
Thomas, there is no place anywhere
Thomas, Autumn will be long and hot
Thomas reads the seizure notice and smilingly tells them:
