La Izquierda de La Noche

Lend me a few minutes so I can show you
With words what happens to me
The night is an imaginary country
Where the insignificant looks like a jewel wrapped in smoke
Where more is more and everything is desired more

I fell in love with the night
The night and its artificial flavor
And if I realized, I didn't know

I became part of the left side of the night
I may not tell you anything else (I can't tell you anything)

The night sucks you in, drives you crazy, and abandons you
It gives you a dream made of paper
The night is an imaginary portal
Where the permissions that are never given during the day reside
Where more is more and everything is overpriced

I fell in love with the night
The night and its artificial flavor
And if I realized, I didn't know

I belong to the left side of the night (I can't tell you anything)
We are like an open secret, we ask for nothing

I let myself fall
Into its delicate web
Backwards
In its delicate web

I fell in love with the night
The night and its artificial flavor
And if I realized, I didn't know

We are from the left side of the night and I can't tell you anything
We are like an open secret, we ask for nothing

We all share the love
We all share the love
We all share the love
We all share the love