The Last of the Line
Reasonable Astronomy
Stone on Stone
Music: M. García García-Perez/Q. Portet
Lyrics: M. García García-Perez
You enter without knocking;
I wasn't expecting you and chance
like a trap it set you
on my path.
/>I asked for nothing
and I presumed to live
in contemplation,
and in the delight of pleasure,
in the longed-for calm.
You, mouth that is dim light,
tunnel of love.
traitor mud
that makes me slip
intertwined with you;
I don't want more,
more I can't give it to you.
Thorn bird, sun bird,
I implore your favor, I ask for protection
may your craving smooth my weak will.
Strike in the anvil of my obsession,
strike and strike you will forge
that precious metal that is serenity.
Throw another stone, you must help,
stone upon stone I must lift
the dam stops the vigor of his love.
Grow, bloom, you are grown.
At the sprouting of your stems you will green,
laurel tree that winter lulled.
You, vain presence.
Rose in the buttonhole,
artificial, never wither.
Blow of absence
I'm dying to see you,
I'm dying of love.
Tear the plot, the air goes
furrowing the arrow that the white man missed
and furrowing the splinters of my stony ground.
Throw another stone, which you have to help,
stone upon stone I must raise
the dam that stops the force of his love.

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