Madrid Buenos Aires
Sergio Dalma
Madrid Buenos Aires
As soon as I saw her silhouette
I knew I would lose my mind for her
Two passengers on land
Whom destiny put on standby
And at ten thousand feet above the sea, the world didn't matter
Under her dark eyes
When the sky can be touched, you have to fly
And not look down
Damn reality (damn reality)
That brings us down from the clouds to a cold terminal
I haven't seen her again, I couldn't forget her
And I got lost in San Telmo, so many random nights
I travel without a return ticket
My heart between desire and turbulence
Looking for the coincidence
That will bring us together, whimsically, a reservation
On a flight from Madrid to Buenos Aires, I found her
And time stood still
Fasten your seatbelts, when I kissed her
And I won't tell you the rest
Damn reality (damn reality)
That brings us down from the clouds to a cold terminal
I haven't seen her again, I couldn't forget her
And I got lost in San Telmo, so many random nights
Damn reality
That brings us down from the clouds to a cold terminal
I haven't seen her again
And I got lost in San Telmo so many nights
As soon as I saw her silhouette
I knew I would lose my mind for her