El Vino y Las Rosas
Cristian Castro
The Wine and The Roses
From a dusty drawer
Frozen in time
From a blurry photo
And an old love poem
With your pretty smile from yesterday
You came back in time
Cruel moment of pleasure
And life returned
And the hours sang
Our bodies came together again and we danced a waltz
My songs, my verses
The night, the wine and the roses
Today made you come back
But suddenly, my hands empty
Your body escapes
And with the fury of the sea, the cruel reality hits me
On these four walls, your absence builds its home
And I am alone once again
And I'm here mending memories with all your things
While I write hurtful scratches of my loneliness
But tomorrow, again, your photo
The wine and the roses, will make you come back
My songs, my verses, the night
The wine and the roses
Today made you come back
But suddenly, my hands empty
Your body escapes
And with the fury of the sea, the cruel reality hits me
On these four walls, your absence builds its home
And I am alone once again
And I'm here mending memories with all your things
While I write hurtful scratches of my loneliness
But tomorrow, again, your photo
The wine and the roses, will make you come back