El Búho - Blanco White
In the night I hear them
Call move in the dark their
Shapes unfold in these eyes I
Quiver darker still in closed doors
Don't speak like you were there
One is here I feel
It's stare rumoured still
And hidden by the sightless
Who have seen
If I lay my head down don't
Blame the light's power or those
Who claimed it from me
Oh this time I'm torn please wake
Me if I lose that face search in
These eyes there's still fire in the
Darkness and rooms of light
Still I dream in greens and
Blues days that break and skies
That move memory's eyes that
Quiver bound in spheres of milk
And glass don't speak like you
Were there one is here I feel it's
Stare rumoured still and hidden
By the sightless who have seen
If I lay my head down don't
Blame the light's power or those
Who claimed it from me
Oh this time I'm torn please wake
Me if I lose that face search in
These eyes there's still fire in the
Darkness and rooms of light
This time I'm torn please wake
Me if I lose that face search in
These eyes there's still fire in the
Darkness and rooms of light
This time I'm torn
This time I'm torn
Search in these eyes these eyes