Incansable

Incansable.

Esta ansiedad prematura,
cronica,
omnipresente.

Se acorta sola
y regresa cuando quiere.

Como un azote en blanco,
y la llaga del engaño.
Una bofetada de mentiras,
y el sin-sabor de antaño.

Se vierte y se recoje

me pierde y me absorbe.

Te recuerda, 

pero también me impone.

Ranting

The question will drive you
the need will find you
The concern in stone and heart will mold you
while your thoughts and sights withstand you

It's not something that is new
you've felt it run through you
You've seen what it can do
and wished it wasn't you

The turn has come
this round is through
The end will see
just how well you breathe

And once this dream is over
once this night's forgotten
once this road's already trodden
the door you desire lay open
you will see closed and lost and stolen