Vente Al Más Allá

From sand my notebook, from the sea my mailbox
With an envelope of dreams that will take you
My desire for you to come to the city
Where I've been living since I stopped being among the living
Where only you are missing... only you are missing
Forget if you could ever contemplate
Your helplessness and me fighting not to stop breathing
I did it only because I couldn't imagine that the best of lives was yet to come
Oh no, no, no and only you are missing

Get lost with me in my city, where only you are missing
I want to have you here too, come to the beyond
In the beyond is my city
Get lost with me in my city

With a hollow step as a sofa, a world of floor with coral armchairs
You can come with me to the sidereal cinema
In the cast, the actors are stars but for real
And only you are missing... only you are missing
Here the streets are made of crystal clouds
We go to silence classes and study tranquility
The wars we have are to see who loves more
And sighs are the only way to pollute

Get lost with me in my city, where only you are missing
I want to have you here too, come to the beyond
In the beyond is my city
Get lost with me in my city