*Un ángel ha bajado

(En memoria de Miguel Delibes).



Spend all your time waiting
for that second chance,
for the break that will make it ok.
There's always some reason
to feel not good enough
and it's hard at the end of the day.

I need some distraction,
¡oh beautiful release,
memories seep from my veins.
Let me be empty
and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight.

In the arms of the Angel
fly away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you fear.
You are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie.
You're in the arms of the Angel,
may you find some comfort here.

So tired of the straight line,
and everywhere you turn.
There's vultures and thieves at your back.
The storm keeps on twisting,
you keep on building the lies
that you make up for all that you lack.

It don't make no difference,
escaping one last time.
It's easier to believe
in this sweet madness,
¡oh this glorious sadness
that brings me to my knees.

In the arms of the Angel
far away from here,
from this dark, cold hotel room,
and the endlessness that you fear.
You are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie
in the arms of the Angel,
may you find some comfort here.

You're in the arms of the Angel,
may you find some comfort here.