Los Claxons

What irony is to love you
that today I close my eyes and I can see you
that I wake up and live a dream
that if nothing of everything I own
for having passed through your mind no ro no

What irony is to love you
that today I close my eyes and I can see you
that I unveil and follow the ground
that I am alive and that the sky, right beside me
for having you

Today I give you my voice, my sky
my foolish hands to touch your black hair
today I give you this irony,
this great philosophy, this life that has been born,
to love you

What irony is to love you
that today I close my eyes and I can see you
What irony is that when you see me time slows down
And here the world is just beginning to run
And I play without fear of losing

Today I give you my voice, my sky,
my foolish hands to touch your black hair
today I give you this irony,
this great philosophy, this life that has been born from loving you
this great philosophy, this life that has been born from loving you