Pajarito
Li Milagros
Little Bird
You can trust in fallen wings
If their weight interrupts the game
Clouds of foreign changes are closing in
Getting ready to see her fall again
The question on my lips is goodbye
Blowing hard from a dazed mouth
I catch you as you hit the ground
She runs, taking off first
Watching her fly breaks my memory
Up and down, it burns my skin
I ask her to stop for her own good
The rain soaks and erases the story
I'm just a fleeting page in her book
Many times I wanted to be hers
Other times I understood with caution
I rocked in memories: Created
What a hunger to have her here by my side
Watching her fly breaks my memory
Up and down, it burns my skin
I ask her to stop for her own good
The rain soaks and erases the story
I'm just a fleeting page in her book
