Luis y su mujer
Los Suaves
Luis and his wife
In the hell of a dream
Luis and his wife look at each other
Without hope and with fear
They crawl towards old age.
We will go far away, he says
And no one will find us
In the game of life
I'm never where I should be.
Don't get your hopes up
Hell is not a big deal
Of paradise... I don't speak
I've never been in that pit.
There's always something bitter
At the end of the road
In the forest of the night
The rear rain of destiny falls.
Bring the smoke, black night
Thicker than hell
May my knife not see
The work it's doing.
It was a winter night
Of closed and hard rain
When two souls in pain
Buried themselves from the world.
Don't get your hopes up
Hell is not a big deal
Of paradise... I don't speak
I've never been in that pit.
Bringing good news
I don't expect to return ever
My soul is stagnant water
I swear it's true.
