Hay cosas que no se rompen

There are houses that don't fall
There is ground that doesn't slip
There is desert that loves each other
Because they show their palms

There are joys that are not spoken
There is flesh that is not touched
There are skins that bleed through the back, in passions
Ahhhhhh

Because the moment is enough for me
To awaken deeply
Because here all knots are untied with songs

There are joys that are not spoken
There is flesh that is not touched
There are skins that bleed through the back, in passions

Because there are things that don't break
Like my heart that loves
There are things that don't break
Like my heart that loves
Ahhhh

Because the moment is enough for me
To awaken deeply
Because here all knots are blown away with songs
Ahhhhhh