Se derriten mis alas...

[alerisana]

Ciudad de la Furia

Me verás volar
por la ciudad de la furia
donde nadie sabe de mi
y yo soy parte de todo

Nada cambiará
con un aviso de curva
en sus caras veo el temor
ya no hay fábulas
en la cuidad de la furia

Me verás caer
como un ave de presa
me verás caer
sobre terrazas desiertas

Me desnudaré
por las calles azules
me refugiaré
antes que todos despierten

Me dejarás dormir al amanecer
entre tus piernas, entre tus piernas
sabrás ocultarme bien y desaparecer entre la niebla, entre la niebla

Hombre alado
extraña la tierra

Me verás volar
por la ciudad de la furia
donde nadie sabe de mi
y yo soy parte de todo

Por la luz del Sol
se derriten mis alas
sólo encuentro en la oscuridad
lo que me une
con la ciudad de la furia

Me verás caer
como una flecha salvaje
me verás caer
entre vuelos fugaces

Buenos Aires se ve
tan susceptible
es el destino de furias
lo que en sus caras persiste

Me dejarás dormir al amanecer
entre tus piernas, entre tus piernas
sabrás ocultarme bien y desaparecer
entre la niebla, entre la niebla

Hombre alado
prefiere la noche.

The City of Fury

You'll see me fly
by the city of fury
where no one knows of me
and I am part of everything

Nothing will change
even with with a "curve-ahead" warning
I see fear in their faces
there are no more fables
in the city of fury

You'll see me dive
like a bird of prey
You'll see me dive
on empty terraces

I shall undress
by the blue streets
I shall take refuge
before all awake

You'll allow me to sleep until dawn
between your legs, between your legs
You'll know how to hide me well and disappear,
into the fog, into the mist

A winged man
misses the land

You'll see me fly
by the city of fury
where no one knows me
and I am part of everything

By the sunlight
my wings melt
only in the dark can I find
what binds me
to the city of fury

You'll see me fall
like an wild arrow
You'll see me fall
between flights fleeting

Buenos Aires appears
so touchy
the target of fury [is the goal of fury]
is what remains in their faces

You'll allow me to sleep until the dawn
between your legs, between your legs
You'll know how to hide me well and disappear,
into the fog, into the mist

A winged man
prefers the night.

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Melt anger, mass hysteria, obscure sexuality with Icarus myth, and you have "En la Ciudad de la Furia."
Gorgeousness...

Note: I adore how they're trying to present the song in English (that was part of an interview by the time when they began to become well-known world wide), that clumsy pronounciation it's so cute... Totally love'em.