A Mi Regreso

I opened my eyes to the sky of Barcelona
And woke up far from your hair
After two cortados and a few hours
I was surprised by the nostalgia of our sky

And then some palms, those of Mallorca
Eating four kellis with Miguel Ángel
Guadalajara was wandering through my memory
My mouth then flew to kiss you

Oh woman, I don't really know where I'm going,
If I'm lost or I'm here, but I carry you with me
Oh woman, my voice isn't enough
To speak to you about love upon my return
Upon my return

There are dreams like Madrid that never end
And hugs that comfort those from Toledo
A thousand things that life gives us step by step
The same things I sent to you by mail

And then back in the Canaries
Rogelio's heart beat with mine
Sometimes we need warmth and time
And hands to count a million friends