Paloma
Andrés Calamaro
Dove
My life was going to fly
With a single parachute
Only one will remain
Flying adrift
Living like this is not living
Waiting and waiting
Because living is playing
And I want to keep playing
I told my heart
Without glory but without pain
Don't commit the crime, man
If you are not going to serve your sentence
I want to live twice
To be able to forget you
I want to take you with me
And I'm not going anywhere
Don't worry, dove
Today I am not inside myself
Your love is my disease
I am an empty container
Don't worry, dove
There are no birds in the nest
Two illusions will fly away
But two others have come
If I forget to live
Hanging from feeling
I will live to repeat it again
This moment
I would bring you down from heaven, woman
The Moon to your bed
Because it is very little love
Only once a week
I put a price on my freedom
And nobody wanted to pay for it
I'll trade your heart for mine
To look at it and look at it
Ampas of glory, woman
I want a piece of heaven
To invite you to sleep
In bed or on the floor
A ritual sacrifice, good or bad
I want to make my star
Without beginning or end
I can't live without her
Don't worry, dove
Today I am not inside myself
Your love is my disease
I am an empty container
Don't worry, dove
There are no birds in the nest
Two illusions will fly away
But two others have come