Carcelero
Manuel Garcia
Jailer
Prison of stones
That cover the Sun
The jailer is afraid
Of our love
And the mist advancing on the Moon
Has tattooed the skin of the most faithful
Because he never had a love
That loves and kisses him better
Because he never had a love
That kisses and loves him better
I can't stop thinking
That I'm burning
In the same place
That the wind will make shine
The keys to a door
That is already wide open
Stones of the prison
That cover the Sun
The jailer is afraid
Of our love
And the Moon advancing in the mist
Has tattooed the skin of the most faithful
Because he never had a love
That loves and kisses him better
Because he never had a love
That kisses and loves him better
I can't stop thinking
That I'm burning
In the same place
That the wind will make shine
The keys to a door
That is already wide open
