Canción de La Verónica

I've known you forever, my dear
Since the elementary age of the wind
From your hands I await the sun of cereal
Through your eyes the peeking children name me
And call me

You are a full closet
A storm of happiness
Stone and sweat quietly together
Oh, love

Renew me every morning
Like the flowers, don't forget
That I love living all the constructions
That emanate from your work, oh, love

If I fail you or they open me up
Some year at some time
If I die they will find beneath my flesh
Another flesh, there's another body shaped

Oh, if you were yours in your hands