Lyrics of Hija De Lilith - Ismael Serrano

Hija De Lilith (original)

No te trajo a este mundo
La costilla de un hombre
No dio vida a tu barro
El aliento de dioses
Tú has nacido del vientre
De una mujer despierta
Que navega en el tiempo
Dando a luz primaveras
La manzana mordiste
No me diste a probar
Abriendo tu camino
Cual torrente ancestral
No eres ángel celeste
Sumiso o redentor
Ni el diablo que arrastra
Al fuego al pecador
No vas a llorar conmigo
Ni elevarte a las alturas
No soy tu media naranja
Eres fruta entera y madura
Eres la duda que quema
Olor a tierra mojada
Tras la lluvia que trajo el verano
En el que ardió mi atalaya
No quieres mi luz ni mi consuelo
Eres la herida encarnada
Hija de artemisa y de lilith
Quizá regreses al alba
Tú no esperas mi regreso
Tejiendo tristes sudarios
No he de buscar detrás de mí
Pues yo camino a tu lado
Eres la luna radiante
A la que aúllan los lobos
La que mecen las mareas
La que veneran los locos
No vas a llorar conmigo
Ni elevarte a las alturas
No soy tu media naranja
Eres fruta entera y madura
Eres la duda que quema
Olor a tierra mojada
Tras la lluvia que trajo el verano
En el que ardió mi atalaya
No quieres mi luz ni mi consuelo
Eres la herida encarnada
Hija de artemisa y de lilith
Quizá regreses al alba
No vas a llorar conmigo
No soy tu media naranja
Eres la duda que quema
Quizá regreses al alba
Hija de artemisa y de lilith
Quizá regreses al alba

(translation)

He didn't bring you into this world
The rib of a man
Didn't bring your mud to life
The breath of gods
you were born from the womb
Of a woman awake
that navigates in time
giving birth to springs
the apple you bit
you didn't give me a try
opening your way
which ancient stream
You are not a celestial angel
Submissive or redeemer
Not even the devil that drags
To the fire to the sinner
you won't cry with me
Nor rise to the heights
I'm not your better half
You are whole and ripe fruit
You are the doubt that burns
Wet soil's smell
After the rain that summer brought
In which my watchtower burned
You don't want my light or my consolation
You are the ingrown wound
Daughter of Artemis and Lilith
Maybe you'll come back at dawn
You do not wait for my return
weaving sad shrouds
I don't have to look behind me
Well, I walk by your side
you are the radiant moon
At which the wolves howl
The one rocked by the tides
The one that crazy people worship
you won't cry with me
Nor rise to the heights
I'm not your better half
You are whole and ripe fruit
You are the doubt that burns
Wet soil's smell
After the rain that summer brought
In which my watchtower burned
You don't want my light or my consolation
You are the ingrown wound
Daughter of Artemis and Lilith
Maybe you'll come back at dawn
you won't cry with me
I'm not your better half
You are the doubt that burns
Maybe you'll come back at dawn
Daughter of Artemis and Lilith
Maybe you'll come back at dawn