03 / Romantic Collapse
Vals del Diablo
Dawn arrives across the plain Cold light on the adobe wall Roosters cry and dogs complain Dust hangs thick above it all Mama folds her apron tight Lights a candle by the door Prays her sons come home tonight Like they always have before In this land of sun and sand Where the river draws the line Fate is written by a hand That is not yours or mine Ay corazón, no preguntes Lo que ya se ve Porque aquí la vida cambia De la noche al amanecer There’s a boy who tends the field With a cap pulled low and worn He once swore he’d never yield Now he rides before the dawn Engines hum along the ridge Chrome and black against the sky Every promise builds a bridge Every bridge can burn and die In this land of sun and sand Trumpets cry in minor tones Every deal is hand to hand Every king sits on a throne Santa madre, cúbrenos Bajo tu manto fiel Porque el hombre manda balas Y el dinero es la ley Saturday the plaza fills Violins begin to sing Boots strike hard on broken tiles Gold rings flash in candle ring Tequila warms the trembling hand Laughter rings but never long Love is brave but seldom planned Hope is fragile as a song In this land of sun and sand We endure what we must bear Some grow rich and take command Some just vanish into air Mi amor, si no regreso Guarda fuerte mi querer Si la luna oye mi nombre Déjala también saber Night descends in velvet blue Stars like nails in heaven’s dome Some are feared and some are true All just want to make it home Dawn returns across the plain Same dust on the same old wall Life is loss and love and gain And the earth will take us allBack to The Land of Silver and Sorrow