Un Lugar Perfecto

I don't believe in Christmases or peaceful nights,
Truths are not absolute and there is lie and truth...
Tonight you sleep in my arms and that's a truth,
Today I don't understand how everything happened but it fits anyway,
Festivals were invented by a wise man,
Ceremonies by those who didn't know what to do,
Your body is the perfect place,
For me to know what I want to do,
Like nights of magic, like nights of salt,
Truths are as unreal as reality,
That treasure with an owner is now my downfall,
Under the same moon I fall asleep,
And wake up to the same sun.
The night was made by the wise ones,
The day by those who wanted to know,
The bed is the perfect place,
For you to explain to me what happened yesterday,
Because yesterday I saw everything.
Everything I could see,
The beer, your eyes, your prayers,
The madness in your skin,
Why make a race of sensations
Today I don't want to delve into hearts,
And judge by retrovicción,
If you are paradise,
I don't believe in miracles,
But what can I do.