Addicted to light but
my blood remains frozen
before the light streaming
through your gates of pearls

I know the gypsy dance:
En este via maldita
siempre le faltan las cosas
al que mas las necesita

I do want to rise
up to Your heaven
and see Your face
when I proclaim

"You did not destroy me
with the life you allowed
Now see, my face, God
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I am the one who unpinned hair
to dance for an audience of the dead
To salvage the night
I lifted my skirts high

My knees puckered forth
twin gargoyles of frogs
But I lifted my skirts
Lord, Nothing is dead to me