Donde alcance el sol
Miguel Bosé
Where the Sun Reaches
Hundreds, thousands of skyscrapers
rising up from the ground.
Strong, sturdy, immense giants
standing tall towards the sky.
Of all that this great city offers,
I would only take
a little corner
where the sun shines for a bit each day.
Hundreds, thousands of stone lines
carve into the earth,
roads where smoke flies
and iron runs.
Of all the ones that lead to this great city,
I would only take
one without an end to travel
for the rest of my life.
With you sleeping on the pillow
that my shoulder would offer you.
With your face on the sheet that
my shirt would turn into.
Hundreds, thousands of skyscrapers
rising up from the ground.
Strong, sturdy, immense giants
standing tall towards the sky.
Of all that this great city offers,
I would only take
a little corner
where the sun shines for a bit each day.
Hundreds, thousands of stone lines
carve into the earth,
roads where smoke flies
and iron runs.
Of all the ones that lead to this great city,
I would only take
one without an end to travel
for the rest of my life.
With you sleeping on the pillow
that my shoulder would offer you.
With your face on the sheet that
my shirt would turn into.
With you sleeping on the pillow
that my shoulder would offer you.
With your face on the sheet that
my shirt would turn into.
