Frio
Enrique Bunbury
Cold
Cold
Only the cold remains
In the autumn of dry leaves that covered the sidewalks
I feel cold
Ice on my path
Behind the wheel I feel the shine of a thousand pale faces
And in a corner
My heart dissolved
In the autumn of dry leaves
That covered the sidewalks
Tell me: Who took you away?
Who has stolen your song from me?
It was the romantic sadness
That poisons me when I taste it
I feel cold
Rhythm, always similar
Rhythm always that beat
Mine, the lost place
I live without its beat
And in a corner my heart dissolved
In the autumn of dry leaves
That covered the sidewalks
Tell me: Who took you away?
Who has stolen your song from me?
It was the romantic sadness
That poisons me when I taste it
I feel cold
Rhythm, something similar
To that beat of the heartbeats we forgot as children
I feel mine
That lost place
That secret formula we wrote in the sand
I feel cold