Para Estar [English translation]

To be...to be...

It could be, for this blind man, your prism is the remedy

Learning the notes that make up your arpeggios

It could be that the heat from being close to you kills me

As if I am a little bird, a simple little bird that is nearing the sun

It could be that your kisses make me delirious

And always, your lips are the best place to be, to be

To be, to be

I promise to kiss every mark that makes its place on your body,

Lose count and start all over again

To enjoy and desire you, to perfect this game

To roll the dice and try something different

I can swear to never forget that we were wind,

That we were the mountains, we were the ocean, we were the sky

To get to that place where I will lay down my foundations

To make us a life and end the story there

It could be that your kisses make me delirious

And always, your lips are the best place to be, to be

To be, to be

Like a hammock, a pillow in your kisses

I take a break from these intense days

The best place to redeem myself, no doubt exists that...

It could be that your kisses make me delirious

And always, your lips are the best place to be, to be

To be, to be

It could be that your kisses make me delirious

And always, your lips are the best place to be, to be

To be, to be