La Boca Del Lobo
Es su color la oscuridad
Vive entre sombras.
Ver atrás es recordar
Nubes sin forma.
Y su amor más que su herida
Le enseñe a luchar por esta vida
Yo le conté alguna vez del arco iris
El me sonrió se que pensó
Que era imposible
Aunque hoy llora su alma
En su rostro hay una esperanza
Su tacto hoy endureció con su pasado.
Su cuerpo igual que su bastón
Viejo y gastado
Y elevó la vista al cielo
Por sentir el sol entre sus dedos
Así vivió con lo imposible
Con lo imposible, con lo imposible
The Wolf's Mouth
It's their color the darkness
Living among shadows.
Looking back is to remember
Shapeless clouds.
And their love more than their wound
Teaches them to fight for this life
I told him once about the rainbow
He smiled at me, I know he thought
It was impossible
Although today his soul cries
In his face there is hope
His touch hardened today with his past.
His body like his cane
Old and worn
And he raised his eyes to the sky
To feel the sun between his fingers
That's how he lived with the impossible
With the impossible, with the impossible