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Golpe al Osario

from D​í​as C​á​lidos by Ordesa

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lyrics

Una luz que nunca podrá quemarme,

niebla sobre nuestras bocas abiertas.

En la espuma roja mi calavera

una luz que nunca podrá quemarme.


Y se hundirán los cráneos en la hierba

y no recordaremos ese dolor

que se clavaba como la daga al pecho,

la sal del agua es lo que queda de mí.


No habrá última vez para coger rosas

antes de perder los cielos nublados;

cada día un poco menos enteros.

Una luz que nunca podrá cegarme.


Ahora que somos polvo de vuelta al viento

y nuestros huesos menguan con la erosión;

el mundo no recordará nuestras pisadas,

la sal del agua es lo que queda de ti.


Y se hundirán los cráneos en la hierba,

los días cálidos con ese color

que se clavaba como la daga al pecho;

la sal del agua es lo que queda.


___________________



A smashed ossuary




A light that shall never burn me,

fog above our open mouths,

my skull in the blood-red foam.

A light that shall never burn me

And our craniums will sink into the grass.

And we won't remember the pain

that used to sting as a knife in the chest.

The salt in the water is all that's left of me.

There won't be a last time to collect roses

before losing the cloudy skies.

We're just a bit more rotten everday.

A light that shall never blind me.

And now that we are dust back to the wind,

and the elements wear our bones away,

the world won't remember the steps we gave.

Some salty water is all that's left of you.

And our heads shall sink into the ground

in warm, colourful days

that will sting as a knife in the chest.

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from D​í​as C​á​lidos, released September 24, 2018

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