Azules Turquesas
Lisandro Aristimuño
Turquoise Blues
Turning and turning wrapped in your body,
from your light that gives turquoise blues.
The wind will bring cold to my river
and the days go autumn winter.
A flower will fall blurring you,
I won't know how to explain that loving you is this.
You already know my love, I look for my song
without wanting I go, without looking I go.
