El Frio de La Noche
3 Vallejo
The Cold of the Night
I feel that it's coming
The cold of the night
On my skin
Standing on a corner
Almost at dawn
Very lonely, I feel so sad
In this darkness I wish
It was the moon
Dressed in white
To light my steps
To lead me to you
If I were to be born again
I wouldn't change my life
Just to have you
I would sell my soul
Locked up now
In this small room
Full of pure pain
I'm seeking faith
And banishing depression
I have nothing, nothing
I feel sad
In this darkness
I wish it was the moon
Dressed in white
To light my steps
To lead me to you
If I were to be born again
I wouldn't change my life
Just to have you
I would sell my soul
I wish it was the moon
Dressed in white
To light my steps
To lead me to you.