El Aire Que Me Das
Bustamante
The Air You Give Me
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh oh, ah,
I only breathe the air you give me.
Early morning sun,
Moon over the sea,
Your gaze is born in me,
I start to breathe.
And I feel you
Like a whisper of wind and salt
And it surrounds me,
It lifts me, lowers me, and lifts me up again.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
I always carry you close to my soul.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
I only breathe the air you give me.
I feel your presence
Like an illusion
And a desire to fly
Just by hearing your voice.
And my fingers
Full of smoke, empty of you,
Feel fear
Because they need your love to live.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
I always carry you close to my soul.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
Like the lull of a calm sea.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
Voices of wind, fire in the water.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
I only breathe the air you give me.
And I feel you
Like a whisper of wind and salt
And it surrounds me,
It lifts me, lowers me, and lifts me up again.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
I always carry you close to my soul.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
Like the lull of a calm sea.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
I always carry you close to my soul.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
I only breathe, I only breathe.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
I always carry you close to my soul.
Oh, eh, oh, eh.
Oh, eh, oh, ah,
I only breathe the air you give me.
