El hombre perfecto
La India
The perfect man
Who dares
to kidnap my sadness
to make a thousand pirouettes with my soul
who can unhook it...
And who dares
to unhook me from my fears
turn the page of the notebook
who will melt my winter
and who will make me resurrect...
Scraps of hope
that get tired of waiting...
(Chorus)
The perfect man never arrives,
treacherous soul, hands in the fire,
dreams that burn
The perfect man lasts a short time, it's a chimera
he becomes anyone again
because almost always love is wrong,
it comes back and stumbles...
Ei ie ee
Who pretends,
in pilgrim loves
that instead of feet they carry paths
without shortcuts there is no walking
Oh! who doesn't understand
that impatience is the enemy
looking for slaves for life
will have their half far away
and lights candles without an altar
that's why I hide loneliness among my candles
(Chorus)
The perfect man never arrives,
treacherous soul, hands in the fire,
dreams that burn
The perfect man lasts a short time, it's a chimera
he becomes anyone again
because almost always love is wrong,
it comes back and stumbles...
The perfect man lasts a short time, it's a chimera
he becomes anyone again
because almost always love is wrong,
it comes back and stumbles...
