A La Luz de Una Sonrisa
Gritando En Silencio
In the Light of a Smile
I wake up with little desire
As if expelled from heaven
And cracking my fingers
I have started to write
I sharpen the pencil
At the same time as the sorrow
But I recognize the date
Today is April 22
Songs are never too many
And I always have something to say
But she deserves more than a letter
Than the streets of Madrid
Because it's been two years since she loves me point-blank
With the innocence of a child with his first drink
I lose the stridency, live without reasons
I learn to have patience and write
I look at the bottom of the coffee
And I remember smoking
And between the cigarette smoke
My anxiety pales
While you sleep, I write to you
At times, I turn back
To observe you with the eyes
That a prisoner sees his freedom
Why aren't there civil wars if we lock the door
And even though it's still tacky, the world is no longer a brick
Seven hundred and something days of your smile
Making life not feel like sandpaper
On the outside, you have to be tough, like the asphalt
The skin just as cold as if we were lizards
Life is always out of sync
Like the riff of this song
That's why lie to me and tell me we'll see each other
Just a few hours and I already miss you
I swing with hope
That tomorrow will be better
Because if the devil passes playfully and slyly
With the old zither that composes destiny
I have no other defense, please
Please
Please tell her that I look at her
Like I don't look at anyone else
And that I won't take a break
Until I see the moon
And that more than a hundred suns don't tan my chest
That from her gaze is what I'm made of
A fleeting smile and bad times
With her, I am the prince of her story
On the outside, you have to be tough, like the asphalt
The skin just as cold as if we were lizards
Life is always out of sync
Like the riff of this song
That's why lie to me and tell me we'll see each other
Just a few hours and I already miss you
I swing with hope
That tomorrow will be better
Because if the devil passes playfully and slyly
With the old zither that composes destiny
I have no other defense
Than you and me
