Montañas de sal

Gale
Nostalgia feeds me when I hear you speak
The white and green of our things arrive
The good little coffee from the sofa

I already know
That I should take care of myself but so should you
You healed the tiredness without words
My song wants to heal you too

You are my salvation, my spring when the distance rains on me
Speak to me so I can see
The many wonders in you
Mountains of salt

Your sailor on the high seas
The eternal kiss in the living room
And the joy of your hand's sunset so much heart
In your blue belly

Filling so many lives
What would become of us if you weren't here
My captain
My flamenco, how much I learn from you every day

I still remember how I liked to
Go to the pier on your shoulders to watch the little boats come
You are my salvation, my spring when the distance rains on me
Speak to me so I only see
The many wonders in you
Mountains of salt

Your sailor falls in love
A candle with the sound
Of a Levante song breaking the night and in the vastness
Of your fullness
I always find the calm
May your breeze never stop blowing on me

Mountains of salt
My light my port my place
A piece of my being
Refuge in the drift of this life that drags me every dawn

And every dusk
I return to sail you
With my boat and my paper guitar
Paper