Domingo astromántico [English translation]

I know

It happened again

The placemats flew

And it became a special Sunday

All my desire floated among rooftop terraces

Plenty of sun and your skirts in the wind

Nothing more

Airplanes that I greet by moving a mirror

The clothes and your hair move to the same beat

Nothing more

You slide along

As if you were made of wind and at

The touch of my fingers you would dissolve

If you're magic stops working on me, how will I go on?

If you let go of me in all this wind, how will I go on?

How will I go on?

I remember that it1blew the Moon in broad daylight

And among those clouds you saw the North Star

And something more

Toy soldiers2 slaloming down your neck

Air that blows away your mysteries

They go south

And I know sometimes you think I'm a little absentminded

But I never miss a chance

To admire how...

You slide along

As if you were made of wind and at

The touch of my fingers you would dissolve

If you're magic stops working on me, how will I go on?

If you let go of me in all this wind, how will I go on?

How will I go on?

1. Her magic2. Madelmans are a type of small, articulated action figurine popular in Spain in the 70s, usually dressed as soldiers.