Abraham Boba "Frío" lyrics

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Frío

Frío,congelado en las paredes de este piso,escribiendo los cristales que se empiezan a empañar.

del frío,que se cuela por debajo de la puerta.Me recuerda que una vez,una sirena se llegó mi cuerpo al mar.No pensó en que no podría respirar,no pensó en que me podia ahogar.

No aconsejo las pasionesque se vuelve en posesiones,todo un invierno esperando a que el veranose despierte y nos vuelva calentar.

Pero ya no hay estaciones,como no hay instrucciones para amar.Sólo usamos nuestra boca para hablar.sólo usamos nuestra lengua para hablar.Ni siquiera nos podemos abrigar

del frío.Se avecinan temporales de mutismo,te equivocas al pensar que el erotismo va a acabar.con este frío que se cuela hasta los huesos sin conservar.

Me recuerda que una vez estuve cerca de perder la identidady corría en lugar de caminar,tropezaba en lugar de esquivarMe volví un forajido sólo por sentirme vivo,todo un invierno esperando a que el veranose despierte y nos vuelva calentar.

Pero ya no hay estaciones,como no hay instrucciones para amar.Sólo usamos nuestra boca para hablar,sólo usamos nuestra lengua para hablar,y ésta frío nos obliga terminar.

Cold

Cold,frozen in the walls of this place,writing on the glass that's starting to steam up.

from the cold,that's seeping in under the door.I remember that once,a siren brought my body to the sea.She didn't think that I wouldn't be able to breathe,she didn't think that I could drown.

I don't advise passionsthat turn into possessions,entirely a Winter, waiting for the Summerto awaken and warm us both.

But there are no longer seasons,just as there are no instructions for Love.We only use our mouths to speak.We only use our tongues to speak.We can't even protect ourselves

from the Cold.Seasons of silence draw near,you're mistaken thinking the eroticism is going to end,with this Cold that seeps to your bone, not saving you.

I remember I was once near to losing my identity,and I was running instead of walking.I was stumbling instead of evading.I turned into a fugitive, just to feel alive.a whole Winter, waiting for Summerto awaken and warm us both.

But there are no longer seasons,just as there are no instructions for Love.We only use our mouths to speak.We only use our tongues to speak,and this Cold obliges us to end.

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