Señales de Humo
Juan Luis Guerra 4.40
Smoke Signals
I send you smoke signals
Like a faithful Apache
But you don't understand the trick
And it gets lost in the air
I send you the tip of a kiss
That brushes the evening
And Morse code transmits
The 'I love you' from an angel
It gets lost in the air
Oh, love
I send you the light of my eyes
From a waning quarter
And a drunken Sun eclipses it
And can't excuse itself
What am I going to do?
Invent an alphabet in the clouds
Conjugate at dawn
And sit on your pupils
And laugh or cry my love
If I can't find you this time
I send you smoke signals
Like a faithful Apache
But you don't understand the trick
And it gets lost in the air
It gets lost in the air
Hey, beautiful mommy, can you see
And your love covers my skin
It's like food
That fills my soul with good
Without your love I die
One morning walking
On your body
I sowed the craft of dawn
The stars rise
And the Sun doesn't light up my dream, woman
And your love covers my skin
It's like food
That fills my soul with good
Without your love I die
My heart has bent
From loving so much
The light of my skin no longer burns
And if a lot of time passes, mama
Without your love I die, woman
And your love covers my skin
(Hey mommy, see)
It's like food
(The reason for my existence)
That fills my soul with good
Without your love I die
And your love covers my skin
Without your love I die
One morning walking on your body I sowed roses
Without your love I die
My heart has bent from loving so much
Without your love I die
No, no, no, other kisses burn me
And I carry God on my skin
Without your love I die
It's food that fills my soul
Don't confuse me, woman
Without your love I die