I want to see you following closely where the wind dies
I want to see you making songs until you can't anymore
I have a strange feeling of not being able to strive for more
But it's just that with you everything is perfect.
I want to see you here like the on the first day
Singing songs by Judit, el Kanka as if you were telling jokes
And you just make things as easy as small.
But you grow up, you turned nineteen at midnight.
I want to see you on the street, at the door of the road.
I want to see you leaving loose notes through the garden.
Everyone sees you on TV
But they don't know the song
That always makes your heart go crazy
I want to see you slowly but without fear
Come with me tonight
Because I want to see you blowing the candles of your cake.
For I want to see you everyday like it was yesterday.