Cactus
Abel Pintos
Cactus
The cactus softens my fingertips with its skin
It's a hundred years old, it only blooms once.
In your name, in your name.
It has a poison more bitter than gall
Just by invoking you, I will turn it into honey.
In your name, in your name.
When I look for you
There is no place where you are not.
And the sand dunes, will be icebergs
In the vertigo, of immensity.
And the birds, will be trees
In the identical, of loneliness.
Aaaah mmmm...
It has a poison more bitter than gall
Just by invoking you, I will turn it into honey.
In your name, in your name.
And the sand dunes, will be icebergs
In the vertigo, of immensity.
And the birds, will be trees
In the identical, of loneliness.
And the sand dunes, will be icebergs
In the vertigo, of immensity.
And the birds, will be trees
In the identical, of loneliness.
In your name, in your name.