A qué sabem

What do those kisses taste like, that we never shared?
Now that I'm farther away, tell me the truth.
What does this silence taste like, that can't learn to walk
Through this narrow hallway that you give me?

What do kisses taste like that never happen?
What do the things that will happen taste like?

What does the feeling taste like, that stayed in our mouths?
Wrap this last kiss up, this time it's on me.
What does that glance taste like, that we didn't want to cross?
Shut up and say nothing, it's better to stay quiet.

What do kisses taste like that never happen?
What do the things that will happen taste like?

Naked of feeling, I give you my surrender.
My sanity, my torment, my life without a solution.
I swear it's not lament, it's rage from the heart.
The best wine I have from my old cellar.

What do kisses taste like that never happen?
What do the things that won't happen taste like?

What does bread taste like with you, if my hunger isn't for food?
It's a hunger to feel more alive in your woman's body.
Let's put some distance in between, distance to the heart.
And the world will shrink, just you and me.
'Cause I don't know how to hit the brakes, you don't understand.
I use your sweat to grease my wheels.
I don't have my own life anymore, nor do I have luck,
If I don't know what your love tastes like, if I don't know what your love tastes like.

What do the things that have been lost taste like?
What do the kisses that we didn't give each other taste like?
What does exile taste like if it's not with you?
What's the use of that wounded bird?
The narrow moonlit streets between you and me,
The times we didn't know how to say sorry,
The nights that got lost at your doorstep,
The times I could have killed for your lips.
The church where my heart doesn't pray,
The rain that doesn't slide down my glass.
The parties of bitter wine and loneliness,
The kisses that can't be bought if they aren't given.
The door we closed before entering,
The unwritten pages of the past....