Como Las Piedras
Miguel Poveda
Like Stones
Not green, green
Not black, black
Your damn eyes have no color
Not earthy brown, nor sky blue
Not smoky gray, nor pink like a flower
Your eyes are stones, dull and lifeless
Empty balconies without flowers or songs
Fogged mirror of a lost soul
Jackal caves keeping betrayal
Like stones, like stones
Like coal slag
Like stones, like stones
You have no heart
But I know, my love, that it will be your salvation
When you return to my side
Don't let this fire ignite you
That burns my heart
And the color returns to your eyes
And your lips kiss red
Begging, begging
Begging, begging for my forgiveness
