Otra piel
Gustavo Cerati
Another skin
This sunny afternoon I started to look
at your postcard under a beam of light
(radiant light)
a phrase lasted until nightfall
remembering you is a beautiful place
I love your lucidity
I read your nakedness
when you think about the sea
that's how I think of you too
If language is another skin
touch each other more
with messages of desire
if language is another skin
touch each other more
with messages of desire
(desire)
I'm not going to harden
letters that give pleasure
I hold back from loving you more
till I see you again
If language is another skin
touch each other more
with messages of desire
if language is another skin
touch each other more
with messages of desire
desire...
