Secondhand Skin

by Luis Ullán
(Salamanca, Spain)

I dream of you, and my voice is just the truth.
I pray for your angels and demons to keep evil in you;
and I was the one that made you smile;
so please, don´t ever turn off this light.

There´s no thunder darling, but today
You´re gonna make a storm inside of me.

All these scars in your secondhand skin,
filled your elapsed living time for real.
And I was the one that made you cry.
So please, don´t turn off this flame.

Worthless treasures hidden in your eyes...
take me to the last ride, I´m begging you,
because Heaven was never my path,
although you thought so.

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