Aves Negras - Kraken

Tras los destellos de ojos nocturnos,

Como luces de nen, estn all

Nuevos gritos de silencio… Ўoh!

Como aves negras,

Luz de hechiceros,

Falsas monedas,

Son as…

Los poetas del misterio,

Dioses muertos (Ўmuertos!).

Muertos en campos

Donde has luchado,

Venciendo as…

El temor sin ser de ellos,

Ўmagia y eco!

Cabalgando bajo el manto negro

De la noche, y al lomo del viento,

Te hiciste jinete, y al tiempo un guerrero.

Vas burlando el afn felino,

Que en la jungla de calles

Devora lo humano

Y viste de extrao a tu amigo.

Cabalgando el horizonte,

Traspasaste el gran umbral;

Sorprendiste falsos dioses

Que iban por ti slo a llorar.

Irs… Siempre a cazar

Aves negras en tus noches.

Vendrs… Slo al final,

Coronado por los dioses.

Enfrentando todo, lo has vencido;

Persiguiendo poetas que escapan

Descubres misterios

Que gritan desde el olvido.

Cabalgando bajo el manto negro

De la noche, y al lomo del viento,

Te hiciste jinete, y al tiempo un guerrero.

Sorprendiste falsos dioses

Que iban por ti slo a llorar.

Irs… Siempre a cazar

Aves negras en tus noches.

Vendrs… Slo al final,

Coronado por los dioses.

Irs… Siempre a cazar

Aves negras en tus noches.

Vendrs slo al final,

Coronado por los dioses.

After the flashes of nocturnal eyes,

Like neon lights, they are there

New screams of silence… Oh!

Like black birds

sorcerers light,

fake coins,

They are like…

The poets of mystery,

Dead gods (dead!).

dead in fields

Where have you fought?

Winning like...

The fear without being theirs,

Magic and echo!

Riding under the black cloak

Of the night, and on the back of the wind,

You became a horseman, and at the same time a warrior.

You go mocking the feline affection,

That in the jungle of streets

devours the human

And you saw your friend as a stranger.

riding the horizon,

You crossed the great threshold;

You surprised false gods

That they came for you just to cry.

Irs… Always hunting

Black birds in your nights.

You will come… Only at the end,

Crowned by the gods.

Facing everything, you have overcome it;

Chasing poets who escape

you discover mysteries

That scream from oblivion.

Riding under the black cloak

Of the night, and on the back of the wind,

You became a horseman, and at the same time a warrior.

You surprised false gods

That they came for you just to cry.

Irs… Always hunting

Black birds in your nights.

You will come… Only at the end,

Crowned by the gods.

Irs… Always hunting

Black birds in your nights.

You will come only at the end,

Crowned by the gods.