La Doctora II

I no longer find myself asking about love
Finally, there is nothing I pretend not to know
I understand that there is no relationship
Between loving and growing old

I no longer find myself asking how to give
Finally, I share because of the fear of losing
The miracle of your caresses
Dawn coming

I no longer find myself answering what do I know?
Finally, I understand that I fell into your networks
I no longer find myself wondering why
Finally, I understand once and for all why

Because I saw you, I let you in
I closed the door and chose you

Because those two lanterns can do
Yes, I'm fané, the little things
They bathe in the shine of that tenderness
What do you transmit when you look at me?

Today I can understand that you like tea
That you hate coffee, that you don't want roses
That despite the vertigo, there is no height
Please stop me from taking off my costume.

Shooting to kill, giving us changüí
Pure reasoning, pure frenzy
Our history has always been like this

Whether it works or not, whether it is good or bad
To live it with you is the glory for me

Without skimping, without giving more
Without accelerating, without pulling back
Our business has always been like this

It lacks from here, it has plenty from there
Touching it up, but always together

I'm no longer afraid of that shit that lives in me
Nor to his foolish attacks of precocious fury
I distinguish excuse and result
And today I choose to be with you

I no longer find myself appearing in the truthful
Finally, I owe nothing more than what is to come
I pay the prices of having you
Give you love and be happy

I no longer find myself answering what do I know?
Finally, I understand that I fell into your networks
I no longer find myself wondering why
Finally, I understand once and for all why

Because I saw you, I let you in
I closed the door and chose you

Because it is impossible for me to imagine
Cruelest, most terrifying agony
May my song and your dance go away
One on the train and one on the station

In the moments when I want to escape
From my own skin, you are my doctor
With my belly and your belly touching
There is no poet who does not make a song

Shooting to kill, giving us changüí
Pure reasoning, pure frenzy
Our history has always been like this

Whether it works or not, whether it is good or bad
To live it with you is the glory for me

Without skimping, without giving more
Without accelerating, without pulling back
Our business has always been like this

It lacks from here, it has plenty from there
Touching it up, but always together

Always together
Always together