Noche De Notas, Notas De Noche

Night of notes, notes of night
And the Moon that deceives everyone
The drifters wandering the streets
Don’t claim to know it all
I walk through the night
To the rhythm of the earth's whispers
Preparing for the new day
Icy waters falling from the balconies
Under the Sun that burns and caresses you

On this night of cobwebs
With threads of night across my face
The old breath of the wind follows me
And chases the mist off my back
And how many fingers catching these notes
That fall to me from paradise
And the day comes to a close
Behind the narrowness of its gates

Good night! To the old pains
Good night! To those dreamers
Good night! To these clouds of ink
Good night! To the time that flies

Here
In this curve of the sky
Every scent a memory
That pulls at your hair
And takes away
The dreams that limp along
Through a night of truce
The weary hearts

Night of notes, notes of night
Tight as the skin of a drum
Headlights piercing the patience of the air
And trying to penetrate within
At this very moment, between California and Japan
Someone will invent the future
For the men passing by
On pages like lazy scribbles

On this night of fallen stars
Hanging from a dawn that confuses
Old walls that breathe
A young sky that bites the hook
And a salty awakening from the sea
On deserted bridges mocking the waves
Like a snore that asks
What is that past that’s already gone?

Good night! To every silver note
Good night! To the relief of the wind
Good night! To this golden silence
Good night, good night! Treasure

Here
On this road of no one
I’m digging for words
To make someone dream
When will it come?
From the sky, where it lies
A hope of lights
And a newer song

Here
On this night of notes
Scrutinizing my life
With empty hands
But what thing
Makes me still believe?
That there’s a love that touches us
And makes you feel
That life is beautiful

Life is beautiful
That life is beautiful