Corazón Impar
Jorge Drexler
Odd Heart
Your odd heart
Always against the current
Only shows itself
When people leave
And then, it grows
Hair down, singing to me
Its hieroglyphic
Is a puzzle
Always to decipher
Always missing a piece
Sometimes torments itself
And smokes more than it should
It goes through the rooftops
Your feline heart
To understand it
One would have to be a fortune-teller
I suggest just
That we gather solitudes
Each orange will have on its own
Its two halves
Your unmatched heart
And mine uneven
Always escaping me
Never getting far
Sometimes I wonder
How did we end up together?
