Quisiera ser [English translation]

I wanted to be the owner of the pact of your mouth

I want to be the verb that you don't invite

to the party of your voice

tell me the true, are you ever ask yourself

if you feel the wind under your clothes

when you bathe in the sea naked

and caresse your body, in the party of your skin

Will you feel the salt, the waves, will you feel the sand

makes me feel sorrow...

I wanted to be the air escapping from your laughter

I wanted to be the salt to smart your wounds

I wanted to be the blood that you involve with your life

I wanted to be the dream that you'd never share

and the garden of your joy in the party of your skin

There are those indifferent kisses

but if they are from your mouth I also I want them all

I wanted to be sincere,

I bet I'm loosing you

with this single phrase I'm just asking your pardon

I don't know why I don't write something better....

have you ever asked me, just for knowing,

what is what I want to.

what is the season I have drawn on the air

that play to be silence

if I really understand you or just we love each other

and if the night, like me, feel so pain

to desire from far away

Will you feel the salt, the waves, will you feel the sand

makes me feel sorrow...

I wanted to be the air escaping from your laughter

I wanted to be the salt to smart your wounds

I wanted to be the blood that you involve with your life

I wanted to be the dream that you'd never share

and the garden of your joy in the party of your skin

There are those indifferent kisses

but if they are from your mouth I also I want them all

I wanted to be the air escaping from your laughter

I wanted to be the salt to smart your wounds

I wanted to be the blood that you envolve with your life

I wanted to be the dream that you never share

and the garden of your joy in the party of your skin

I wanted to be the air escaping from your laughter

I wanted to be the salt to smart your wounds

I wanted to be the blood that you involve with your life

I you want to the air, baby I invite you to my shirt

my shirt of your joy and the party of your skin, no, no.no

I wanted to be the air escaping from your laghter