Santo Domingo
José Luis Perales
Holy Shit
Feel the breeze caressing his skin
feel the sand kissing his feet
and walk along the sea, dying to come back
while he talks to her on the phone.
Hey my love
talking to you from the boardwalk, full moon
and a tasty merengue playing on the beach
that makes you dream
Hey my love
the kids are thinking of you and asking me
when you'll come back
that Santo Domingo is sad without you.
And his voice breaks
and silence charges them another day
they send a kiss with a taste of the Caribbean
and break their souls a little more
a little more.
He hates the rain that erased the sun
he hates the night that erased the sea
and hates the day he lost the desire to come back
while he talks to her on the phone.
Hey my love
talking to you from the boardwalk, full moon
and a tasty merengue playing on the beach
that makes you dream
Hey my love
the kids are thinking of you and asking me
when you'll come back
that Santo Domingo is sad without you.
And his voice breaks
and silence charges them another day
they send a kiss with a taste of the Caribbean
and break their souls a little more
a little more, a little more
a little more.
