Como La Brisa
Alejandro Balbis
Like the Breeze
The little corner that saw the birth
Is a book, it holds a little photo
Of our special thing
That every day makes my life normal
I feel your voice, like the breeze
Gentle pain, in a corner
Key that turns
You would come back down the avenue
Of our life
How much warmth, under the blanket
Of our love
All hope
A little mate, afternoon of songs
Clothes on the floor, grumbles a little
Of our normal order
That every day makes my life special
I feel your voice like the breeze
Gentle pain, in a corner
Key that turns
You would come back down the avenue
Of our life
How much warmth, under the blanket
Of our love all hope
