Oh, yeah.
Yeah.
There's no gold left in the whole mountain.
The vein is exhausted,
there's only mud in your hands.
There's no gold left in the whole mountain.
You've only been working on mud for a long time.
Under the structure of a firefly
the night threatens with all its ghosts
ashes and pills overflow your table
they paint it clear
this is your last story
There's no gold left in the whole mountain
You can't find the words, the sun is rising
The tricks don't work, the grace is gone
It's been a long time
You've only been working on mud
The stars don't deceive you of the past,
it's a light
Hang dead in the sky, no one will wake them up
The time has come to leave the game behind
Behave, boy, or get off the table now
You can't find the words, the sun is rising
The tricks don't work, the grace is gone
Take your pills,
get into bed
No one is watching you, the game is over
And nothing goes down, and nothing goes down
The vein is exhausted,
the game is over And nothing goes down, the
vein is exhausted
Don't mark the cards anymore, the game is over
The grâce has left its mark on you, all life
goes forward
siempre conduce a un precipicio
que has asomado,
balanceado y sí.
With all our life
forward always leads to a precipice
you have looked out,
balanced and yes
you already have it very clear