Cielo de acuarela [English translation]

I feel the beating of the drums

as if they knew my destiny

is the moon that burns

is the omen of the blood in my way

and I found you like that, next to the flowers

like the soothsayer said

that one day, with your love

I will paint with pain the paradise

And I was getting lost in your cinnamon perfume

in your kisses that taste like labyrinth

and right now, I can´t find solace

not even in this watercolor sky

that today I wash away with my tears

aaaaaaaa....

it hurts so much

the way I love her

aaaaaaaa...

I became addicted to the poison of her lips

I feel the walk of my demons

walking at the same time that the beatings of my heart

I don´t know if your love is a weird blessing

or it is my punishment

And I was getting lost in your cinnamon perfume

in your kisses that taste like labyrinth

and right now, I can´t find solace

not even in this watercolor sky

that today I wash away with my tears

aaaaaaaa....

it hurts so much

the way I love her

aaaaaaaa...

I became addicted to the poison of her lips

I became addicted to the poison of her lips

I feel the beating of the drums

as if they knew my destiny

my destiny