Qué Bien

How good that sunlight continues to enter my pupils
It's good that in my brain it is
Produce exchanges of information
How in time you got in the middle
How good that with my fingers I feel the cold and your warmth
It's good that impulses run through my nerves
They tell me that you are in my room
That you haven't left and that I have you close by

It wouldn't be the same to imagine you
That I can study you in detail
I will use every second that passes
To test our bodily capabilities
Only one meaning will remain unproven
That of ridicule for feeling free and alive

And how cool, how clever, how indecent
How wonderfully timely
The breath of wind that has united, daring
Your smell with mine
And what a way to lose your manners
And what a way to lose manners
Nothing matters anymore, the world is already ending
There will be nothing left
Let's enjoy the last supper

It wouldn't be the same to imagine you
That I can study you in detail
I will use every second that passes
To test our bodily capabilities
Only one meaning will remain unproven
That of ridicule for feeling free and alive
Only one meaning will remain unproven
That of ridicule for feeling free and alive