Tarde Gris
Mar De Copas
Gray Afternoon
Starting to fall,
with the light of a common afternoon,
or a conversation,
every time (every time),
comes back to me (comes back to me)
with the gesture of a day like today,
with the laughter of a common afternoon,
every time comes back to me,
with the shape of a gray afternoon,
every time comes back to me, a rumor,
like a soft kiss to a voice,
every time the afternoon died,
memories, you came out gray with the sun,
and dawned again,
against all things,
every time (every time)
comes back to me (comes back to me),
with the shape of a gray afternoon,
every time, comes back to me
a rumor like a soft kiss or a voice,
every time the afternoon died,
memories, you came out gray like the sun,
and dawned again against all things.
