Emotions don’t have age
They don’t have sex, nor will.
There is no love without betrayal,
There is no story that resists time.
Emotions don't have a language,
They have no shoes, they have no laces.
Liberty is a justification,
woman, change your solution
Love flies like an kite,
and passion exhausts reason.
Three years together are a long journey.
Look at yourself, there is no more courage
For stubbornness there is no cure.
You are nothing, you are not pure.
No one has laughter, no one has tears
There is no glue for the broken vase.
Two sails, bound for collision,
The beat of wings,
a wave, a season,
learn to walk.
A vase of salt,
a sky for flying,
two drops of dew,
a umbrella because outside it rains,
rains, rains, rains.
Emotions don’t make sense,
The feather falls, the universe collapses.
Follow the trail up on the high seas,
Emotions make you a shipwreck
To fall in love is pure madness,
especially now that you are not mine,
but feelings don’t give any way out,
There is no glue for the broken vase.
Two sails, bound for collision,
The beat of wings,
a wave, a season,
learn to walk.
A vase of salt,
a sky for flying,
two drops of dew,
a umbrella because outside it rains,
rains, rains, rains.
Emotions are wheat,
they are the daily bread
they are the thousand times I have cried,
Looking for glue for the broken vase
Two sails, bound for collision,
The beat of wings,
a wave, a season,
learn to walk.
A vase of salt,
a sky for flying,
two drops of dew,
a umbrella because outside it rains,
rains, rains, rains.