Come back,
that I'm confusing you with the flowers
that adorn the defects of the houses
where I still talk about you.
Come back,
and laugh again while we dance,
and water my garden, that it no longer rains.
Tomorrow there is a party and the rum
invited me to hurt me,
to talk to other women
from the sky of your lips.
Now that I live alone
your dwarfs grow me.
The nights scare me.
I love you, but it's strange.
I have always known you,
and you came a while ago.
Snow,
I change you for your absence in the toilets.
I take care of myself less, I should leave it
like you left me.
You can
stay with the beach and the hugs.
You took it all.
I make boats,
and I look at the window.
It could be
that you come back again,
and we celebrate Christmas
and I touch your skin.
A shooting star.
Yesterday, I could see you.
I think you are happier.
I started to remember
A sunset in Galicia,
Flamenco and your clothes in the car,
the hip sweating slowly,
another escaped star in the night.
Take care of yourself, we owe our lives.
Come back soon, and you left with the flowers...
Ohhh...
Come back. that there is a child on each beach
in each line that has your name,
and this pain is not hidden or turned off.
Come back and bring the body that you showed
when you swore days
and you told me
life is the future of both.
Come back with the sun
of the full moon.
Come back, come back.
Come back, come back.
Come back.
That I'm confusing you between the night
That I'm confusing you between the night, I
That I'm confusing you between the night