Cierre

Hoy se cierra la mampara y lo que suceda aquí adentro se queda aquí adentro.

Absum, el lugar es todo tuyo y de nadie más.

Suerte.

Pieces

Seems I cannot take this further
There's a door I shall not enter
After a while it all goes wrong
Addictive vice of letting it go

...and there are
Pieces of me that will never come
Pieces of me spread all the way
Pieces of me shattered in vain
Pieces of me that were just for you

But you cannot fight back at me
Time and time we have been through this
Let's lay down the weapons once more
And just surrender to the one force

...and there are
Pieces of me that will never come
Pieces of me spread all the way
Pieces of me shattered in vain
Pieces of me that were just for you

Cosmic connection joining souls
The hurt of one is the pain of two
Look up the universe it spells your name
I will keep yours tainting my soul

...and there are
Pieces of fire and pieces of dust
Pieces of you that will never be gone

Trato

Rostro cósmico,
¿y a mí qué me queda?
Queda la liquida compañía,
la desventura de no conocer,
de no ver estrellas desde allá.

Rostro sin luz,
¿y tú qué te llevas?
Las migajas de una mísera felicidad,
esa que dura seis segundos
y un suspiro que se titula soledad.