Mariposa De Nubes
Congreso
Butterfly of Clouds
Airport: and it's already ten...
And I yearn to depart
From your hand my love
Far from this pain
And it doesn't stop raining
And this tear you won't see
It's ripped from my soul
Because in this corner
Only your voice sings
My loneliness dances sadly.
It's already morning: and I am yesterday
And the umbrella I won't open
And on the way to the sea
This desolation
It's cold and you're not here
And already at the dock they embrace
A sailor and his beloved
I hear them say
That they won't forget.
Oh my love I miss you!
Come! Fly to me!
Yes! Angel of the sun!
Come! Fly to me!
Yes! Finally come back!