Noche Y Camino
José Larralde
Night and Path
I crossed the roads...
and the scent of your hair,
was a voice in the shadow,
amidst the smell of dry grass.
I walk the paths,
and your love is a memory.
The night cries for your absence...
and they are tears from the sky.
Sometimes my song cries for you...
but you are always inside.
I walk the paths,
and your love is a memory.
I walk the paths,
and your love is a memory.
We walked along the path...
just the two of us,
you fell asleep in the trail,
and I was left to suffer.
I walk the paths,
and your love is always behind.
I walk the paths,
and your love is always behind.
When at night I light...
a fire to smoke,
I know I revive memories...
that hurt until they burn.
I walk the paths,
but I can't take it anymore.
It turns into embers in my chest...
I can't bear it anymore.
I crossed the roads...
and the scent of your hair,
was a voice in the shadow...
amidst the smell of dry grass.
I walk the paths,
and your love is a memory.
It turns into embers in my chest...
I can't bear it anymore.
It turns into embers in my chest...
I can't bear it anymore.