Tulipán
Amaia Montero
Tulip
December of '96 and that
Shalalalaralala
That united the destiny of five roads
And an old Dutch painter
Perfect mix of secret magic
And rainy afternoons with coffee
Music notes did the rest
We lived a dream, you see
How could I forget so many moments
So many words of love
Laughing to death, we lived life
And now I sing this song
That I will always miss you
That the rest are just stories
You will always be my four angels
That I will remember as long as I live
That I will always miss you
That the rest are just stories
You will always be my four angels
That I will remember as long as I live
For eleven more years that
Shalalalaralala
Accompanied us hand in hand
To travel places on the world map
Lights, concerts, life in airports
Looks of complicity
But the spell had to be broken
And the rest the story will tell
How could I forget so many moments
So many words of love
Laughing to death, we lived life
And now I sing this song
That I will always miss you
That the rest are just stories
You will always be my four angels
That I will remember as long as I live
That I will always miss you
That the rest are just stories
You will always be my four angels
That I will remember as long as I live
You will always be my four angels
That I will remember as long as I live
That I will always miss you
That the rest are just stories
You will always be my four angels
That I will remember as long as I live
That I will always miss you
That the rest are just stories
You will always be my four angels
That I will remember as long as I live.
