Crooked Fingers
Luisa's Bones
We came by the rising of the riveron a river with no namein the summer monsoon rainto wash away Luisa's bonesfrom the ghost that guards her grave.She lays by the ride of fire and emeraldsin a house with cast iron gates,and underneath red candles waitfor her killers to come home andfor her to find revenge today.She runs far and wideon these hills they have mind.Copper, steel, iron ore.Fifty years maybe more.Searching in the light,One half century of wives,You can see on the horizonShe is soon going home.You take the road I'll take the riverYou bring the fireI'll bring the jewelsAnd in the evening underneath the roaring skyLetras de cancionesWe will meet and wait and pray for the monsoonAnd we will wait to the rising of the riverWhen the summer monsoon rainComes to wash the old ringsPast the beach into the oceanFor to carry us awaySetting free Luisa's bones fromThe ghost that guards her grave.
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