Lluvia de Abril
Exceso
April Rain
In radiant wastelands of incandescent light, I'll dance with you
Naked like an oak tree in the middle of the winter of your skin
While my feet get tangled in barren fields of dark silver
I'll blend with the sunrise and my desire to bite
Maybe I can say that the night was ours
And I was part of you
And we sentenced time to an eternal exile
Of jealous mornings and April rains
Then you burned for me like the white fairy of flight
And you dyed the night with your winter feathers
While I watched over you so that in the morning you wouldn't want to die
When you clothe yourself in an eternal cloak
I'll be part of you
Of the nostalgia of your incandescent light
Of the clear night of black embraces
Of your desire to die
To give blue to the day and tie you in my memory
Bring me close to your gates, to your ivory palaces
That illuminate black a thousand stars and invented solitudes for you
When you clothe yourself in an eternal cloak
I'll be part of you
Of the nostalgia of your incandescent light
Of the clear night of black embraces
Of your desire to die
To give blue to the day and tie you in my memory
