San Pedro

No one is waiting for me tonight
My backpack is loaded
Shines through the rooftops
The starry night

The echo of the empty square
Returns what someone threw
It whispers in my ear
How to be myself again

I carefully check the maps
That mark the cross and the path
I remember the light on my face
That I had lost

I distinguish the shadows more clearly
I relive the dormant dreams
And I see that the scars
Heal when I breathe

I want to feel that my girl from yesterday
Kisses the tattoo that paints my skin
Fills me with air, screams who I was
How much I missed myself

Mantras engraved in marble
Cleanse the salt from my chest
Stone gazes that envy
My waltz with the wind

And even though some pieces are missing
I have made peace with myself
I toast to those lessons
I smile for what I have lived

I want to feel that my girl from yesterday
Kisses the tattoo that paints my skin
Fills me with air, screams who I was
How much I missed myself

Time stops and I start to believe
My voice trembles but never my feet
I fill myself with air, I shout who I was
Fear steps aside, I dare to live

And I want to feel that my girl from yesterday
Kisses the tattoo that paints my skin
Fills me with air, screams who I was

How much I missed
How much I missed
How much I missed
Myself