You're spilling sentiment like drops of rain
Your faint lips purring like a cat
I feel uneasy but not neglected
A matter of life, a midnight drive.

You please the trees with your lost mind
Your eyes like fields of estranged signs
This silence will never take you home.

And you cannot sleep, neither can I
Sleep will not come, my tongue turns dry
Hold me tenderly, make me cry
Life remains diligent underneath these crimsoned eyes.

Invierno taps among the dashboard
Impatient time passing us by
Our limbs gradually shred to pieces
Ruminative starry night.