Morir de amores
Sergio Dalma
Dying of Love
We're two inhabitants of the heart
Two lovers living under the same sky
Let me feel you with me again
We're two passengers without a station
Two statues dying of cold in January
It rains and the deserted park misses us
Dying of love, living in madness
Dying of love, throwing all doubts to the wind
I want to fall asleep on your chest
Feel the desire ignite in your fingers
I want to feel you so deep
That your love barely fits in my body, I want
I want to tie myself to your lips like that beggar empty of kisses
I want to lean into your eyes
I'll be that sigh that dies in your hair, I want
We're two islands in the midst of so much sea
Two dolphins sewing the water and the sky
Let me paint the threads with a pencil
Dying of love, living in madness
Dying of love, throwing all doubts to the wind
I want to fall asleep on your chest
Feel the desire ignite in your fingers
I want to feel you so deep
That your love barely fits in my body, I want
I want to tie myself to your lips like that beggar empty of kisses
I want to lean into your eyes
I'll be that sigh that dies in your hair, I want
Dying of love, living in madness
Dying of love, throwing all doubts to the wind
I want to fall asleep on your chest
Feel the desire ignite in your fingers
I want to feel you so deep
That your love barely fits in my body, I want
I want to tie myself to your lips like that beggar empty of kisses
I want to lean into your eyes
I'll be that sigh that dies in your hair, I want.