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I look for you
In the world that suffocates me
That embraces me and forgets me
In the rush of people
Around the corner
And you escape
Like the fish from the shores
Like the day from the night
Always close but not seen
Never seen
I would like
To meet face to face

Start over from the wound
Dare from scratch
Without reservations or lies
And surrender without fears
In the light of a new day
Always in search of illusions
Along the trace of life
And I face the nights
With such an empty bed
And I fill it with stories
Adventures and mischiefs
Then comes the memory
And its farewell song
And I find myself night after night
At the starting point
At the starting point
And the morning wakes me up
And I have breakfast a new day
And I paint it with colors

In case you come back, my life
And I disguise myself as a poet
A troubadour from Andalusia
And I look for you in the streets
And people don't even look at me
And again at night
This bed so empty
And I fill it with stories
Adventures and mischiefs
Then comes the memory
And its farewell song
And I find myself night after night
At the starting point

I find myself every night at this starting point
I find myself every night at this starting point
Night, night I find myself at this starting point
I find myself every night at this starting point
Every night I find myself at this starting point
Night, night I find myself at this starting point
Night, night I find myself at this starting point
I find myself every night at this starting point
I find myself every night at this starting point
Night, night I find myself at this starting point
Night, night I find myself at this starting point
I find myself every night at this starting point
Every night I find myself at this starting point
Night, night I find myself at this starting point