De a 2 Mejor
Buenos Muchachos
From 2 Better
I find the thorns of your skin
Thorns that are ice to the heart
Thorns that I embrace without thinking
And when the blood falls
It goes down and wets our feet
Shining under the orange sun:
I will shine for you
Blisters of swallowing loneliness
In hands that can no longer give anything
And when your brain goes down
Through my pants and I'm looking
For the caress that never came
That's why today I tell you
That I can't give you anything
The arrow changed its course, babe
I'll wait for you there.
That's why today I tell you
That I can't give you anything, babe
The arrow changed its course, babe,
If you go, you'll arrive.
To a place...
Of the heart...
Where there is space...
For both of us...
From 2 better.
