Háblame
Malú
Talk to Me
Talk to me, talk to me softly
Let’s see if the air clears and your face brushes against mine
Talk to me and let it come from your lips that love hasn’t found you yet
And I’ll dream of running my fingers through your hair and having your body close
Talk to me, tell me your life so the world might stop
And I’ll stay right by your side
I know while you talk, I’m watching you and drifting off on your lips
I want to know the being full of essence
That frees me and kisses me, mixing up my sighs
That betray me when I think of you
Talk to me and tell me what you’ve done to me
Because when you’re not here, even the air I breathe goes with you
And if I look for you in that corner, I don’t even feel the cold
You follow the light of the moon and my soul has left me
But without a soul, what do I do now, if I don’t feel, if I’m not
More than for your person that devours me
I’m still stuck in that corner and only the hours pass
As soon as dawn returns, it’s like asking what you do alone
Once again
As you see, what’s simple for you is madness for me
Honey, let me be, leave me a little air
I’ll try to reach you even if I can’t match your height
Give me my air and don’t make me suffer
Talk to me and tell me what you’ve done to me
Because when you’re not here, even the air I breathe goes with you
And if I look for you in that corner, I don’t even feel the cold
You follow the light of the moon and my soul has left me
But without a soul, what do I do now, if I don’t feel, if I’m not
More than for your person that devours me
I’m still stuck in that corner and only the hours pass
As soon as dawn returns, it’s like asking what you do alone
Talk to me and tell me what you’ve done to me
Because when you’re not here, even the air I breathe goes with you
And if I look for you in that corner, I don’t even feel the cold
You follow the light of the moon and my soul has left me
But without a soul, what do I do now, if I don’t feel, if I’m not
More than for your person that devours me
I’m still stuck in that corner and only the hours pass
As soon as dawn returns, it’s like asking what you do alone
Once again