Tres Perros Viejos, Tres Perros Viejos Girl with a Greek Profile

I saw the light rest on the curve of you brow
A line carved by the shadow and the sun
Your hills like a mountains where I could climb all day
Eyes like a caves of diamonds where I could find a way

Like an ancient statue carved in stone
Please take me with the embrace of your soul

Every movement you make is a remembrance of the past
Your breath like a land breeze along the valley of glass
Blueprints of greater days burns in that ugly land
But now you here the story about Greek profile of the Death

Like an ancient statue carved in stone
Please take me with the embrace of your soul

Girl with the Greek profile, when you walk
All the birds in all the wasteland forget their songs
Forgotten Lords, lands of ruins and tons of trash
Where your foot has stepped, flowers bloom on the ashes

Girl with the Greek profile, when you walk
All the birds in all the wasteland forget their songs
Forgotten Lords, lands of ruins and tons of trash
Where your foot has stepped, flowers bloom on the ashes