Los Amantes Video (MV)

The heart igniter
Igniter of paths
Igniter of skins
Igniter of pages
And the words
Lying on their surface
Waiting to be devoured
Waiting to be devoured
Waiting to be devoured

The heart igniter
Igniter of smiles
Igniter of growls

The heart igniter
Igniter of the silence
That foretells the storm

The heart, the heart, the heart
The heart, the heart, the heart
The heart, the heart
Keeps the rhythm of my roaring caresses
Keeps the rhythm of my roaring caresses
Keeps the rhythm of my roaring caresses

The heart, the heart, the heart
The heart, the heart, the heart
The heart, the heart
Keeps the rhythm of my roaring caresses
Keeps the rhythm of my roaring caresses
Keeps the rhythm of my roaring caress

The heart, the heart, the heart
The heart, the heart, the heart
The heart, the heart
Keeps the rhythm that my terror posesses
Keeps the rhythm that my silence confesses
Keeps the rhythm that my body professes

The heart igniter
Igniter of ideas
Igniter of resistance
Of fists
Lifted
Like antennas to heaven
Saying here we are

A thousand hearts
Inside a thousand chests
Is a thousand torches lighting up our steps

A thousand torches lightning up the paths
That we're forced to follow through the night

Our thousand torches lightning up the night
The night is ours when the heart's on fire

Our thousand torches lightning up the night
The night is ours when the heart's on fire

To the lovers, the night belongs
To the lovers, of things that grow
To the lovers, of things that crawl
Of things that dream
Of things that think
Of things that feel
Of things that breath
Of things that swim
Of things that fly
Of things that write
Of things with fur
Of things with feathers
Of things that survive
Of things with faith
Of things with instinct
Of things that live

To the lovers, the night belongs
For the lovers, light up the night