Los inolvidables
Estelares
The Unforgettable Ones
And I'm going to cry tonight my love
if I lose your name in the fire;
and I'm going to get lost in this cold without God,
a short circuit and yearnings.
The water that soothes,
the fever that worsens,
the word that kills.
Always going down,
touching upwards,
I guess you, you guess me.
Yes, I carry the mark of endless cold
of the blush of the burning kiss.
Yes, I left on your bedside table
the unforgettable ones as always.
And I'm going to laugh tonight my sun
if I find your name in the sky
and I'm going to find a thousand cherry blossoms
if your face shines on my bed.
The water that soothes,
the fever that worsens,
the word that kills.
Always going down,
touching upwards,
I guess you, you guess me.
Yes, I carry the mark of endless cold
of the blush of the burning kiss.
Yes, I left on your bedside table
the unforgettable ones as always.
And still I carry in my left pocket
the verses you wrote,
the verses that I long for...
And still I carry in my left pocket
the verses you wrote,
the verses of your dreams...
Little man of light, trying to forget
the verses he wrote
for his loneliness.
