Dos Kilometros de Paciencia

I was trying to conquer an idea,
a lady on the rooftops.
You slide asleep on the way to Paris.

Love says goodbye for a moment,
summer slowly takes it away.
You slide asleep on the train tracks.

Tomorrow the distance will be serious,
it would be easy to shorten those milliseconds,
turn that rumor into a few steps,
let the train leave without you.

You slide tired on the German rails,
behind I stay without your caresses
suspended in an armchair of ears.

Just as you hear it, just as you see it.

I was trying to conquer an idea,
a lady on the rooftops.
In Hamburg they wait for you on the radio
and I stay here drinking horchata
in Alboraya, Valencia.