Hoy Ten Miedo de Mi

Today I taste defeat on my lips
Make sure you have a friend nearby to guard your face and your voice
And take care of you, for you your dresses
And keep your thoughts sharp and your friend close

The importance of seeing you bite your lips in worry
Is today as necessary as always seeing you
Like following you around with my head in imagination
Because you know, and if you don’t know, it doesn’t matter,
I know what I feel, I know what those lips can cut
Those red, sharp lips
And these fists that tremble with rage when you’re happy
That tremble with death if someone gets too close to you.

Today make sure that window looking out to the street in your room
Is kept shut because I might be the wind of the night
And I’ll measure you and trace your skin with my breath
And even caress you and let you sleep
And slip into your chest and come back out
And you’ll breathe me in...

Or I’ll become a star and wrap you in my rays
All for not paying me a bit of attention
Be afraid of May
And be afraid of me

Because I might get tired of seeing you
And slip into your arms to possess you and tear your clothes off
And kiss your feet
And call you my goddess
And I won’t be able to look you in the eye
And I’ll tell you crying afterward:
Please be afraid of me
Tremble with fear, woman
Because it can’t be...