Lyrics of Táctica En La Sombra - Maga

Táctica En La Sombra (original)

Táctica en la sombra, ni luz ni color, quieta en un rincón
Luna no se asoma, se hace un edredón de granizo y me busca
Y no me descubre soñando desde las ramas
Desde mi escondite lanzo pistas, hojas de nieve
Con ojos pintados, pedazos de sílabas, fonemas mudos
Y no me descubre soñando que desde las ramas ensayo
Mis primeros vocablos en su voz
Desde lo alto, como viruta de hierro
Un silbido tibio caracolea hasta su cara
Y si me descubre me lava de penas a besos
Como ochenta y seis cristales pequeños de jabón

(translation)

Tactic in the shadow, neither light nor color, still in a corner
Luna does not appear, she makes a quilt of hail and looks for me
And she does not discover me dreaming from the branches
From my hiding place I throw clues, sheets of snow
With painted eyes, pieces of syllables, silent phonemes
And he does not discover me dreaming that from the branches I rehearse
My first words in his voice
From on high, like iron shavings
A warm whistle snails up to his face
And if she discovers me, she washes me from sorrows with kisses
About eighty-six small crystals of soap