A Paso Lento

I walk through Madrid in your company
My hand on your waist, copying your hand on my waist
At a slow pace, as if yawning

Like someone kissing the neighborhood, stepping on the thread
Like someone who knows they have the whole afternoon
With nothing else to do but caress the sidewalks

Ah, together we arrive and live to be well
You're fine, you're my back and forth and there's no one
To fill my cravings, baby, who's always there maybe
But handling your curves, I know how to do it very well
I found myself diverted to where no one trusts
Today I want to be alone like when your legs were mine
Maybe I'll lose my way and you won't ask me to come back
But there you are in each bottle to drink
And you, what would you think of me?
If I'm only here to dream and smile with you
If you know well what's going on here, that there's nothing platonic
I only capture your color like love of two colorblind
Nothing is logical anymore, the microphone is my cure
In this heart, what you heal evaporates
You arrived here, as you came you go, baby
Wake up now, my life is wrapped in your hours

I walk through Madrid in your company
My hand on your waist, copying your hand on my waist
At a slow pace, as if yawning
Like someone kissing the neighborhood, stepping on the thread
Like someone who knows they have the whole afternoon
With nothing else to do but caress the sidewalks

Hey baby (at a slow pace)
Ah, I walk with you (at a slow pace)
It's the anesthesia you know (at a slow pace, at a slow pace, at a slow pace)

Hey, I have nothing to do the whole afternoon
So seeing you, woman, is a good truce
I took an extra drink to the rhythm of the road
With the air through my hands, life here is lighter
In a prosperous life, a more intimate life
Where more than one tried being my victim
They are just symptoms of intimacy and life
Life is not for crying but for dancing, breathe
And if I move away, you're always there
What do I complain about if you dance to the rhythm of the light
And although I tried and tried, I didn't find similarity
If I remember all the nights where you looked so wow!
And so you changed the times of your step
You walked and ran, as the case may be
And I cling to your curves with all my failures
Don't stop looking back in case one day I fall behind, yeah

I walk through Madrid in your company
My hand on your waist, copying your hand on my waist
At a slow pace, as if yawning
Like someone kissing the neighborhood, stepping on the thread
Like someone who knows they have the whole afternoon
With nothing else to do but caress the sidewalks

Hey baby! (at a slow pace)
Ah, I walk with you (at a slow pace)
It's the anesthesia you know (at a slow pace, at a slow pace, at a slow pace)

Ah, at a slow pace you know, yeah!
A tribute to Jorge Drexler
The anesthesia group put the sound
It's Gordo Fu, Charles Skinny, the president you know
Yeah! Ah! At a slow pace
Yeah! Ah! At a slow pace
At a slow pace
At a slow pace
At a slow pace