Clandestinos

Clandestine, clinging loves, underground, missions that do not flourish, wither

When love is forbidden
the pain is felt,
suffering is added
because they do not understand
that love does not understand,
of ages or rules,
of races or sexes,
the horizons of love
are so immense.
That sometimes there is no choice but to learn to lose,
and accept without more
what the heart decides to do,
and tomorrow will be the same
as today and yesterday,
tomorrow they will return
to caress your skin.

They will look for each other in this Tower of Babel,
they will suffer because incomprehension
is the cruelest loneliness,
their names Carlos and Miguel
and an unfaithful world,
where 2 men kissing
is a crime.

And so they live, they see each other 3 times a week,
they hug and between the sheets
incessant feelings flow,
they love each other beyond the drama,
and hear all that
ignorant voices proclaim.

Carlos works as a taxi driver,
he knows the city well,
he left his girlfriend at Christmas
and accepted his sexuality.

Miguel is a history teacher,
he left his town without glory or regret.
In search of freedom,
they met
and it was by pure coincidence,
today they share their existence
as 2 pilgrims,
but when love exists
and is forbidden,
love is sad
because it is clandestine.

[Chorus]

Clandestine,
when love is hidden,
it is unfair to resist
the retaliation and insult.

Clandestine
and when silence screams,
and in silence to make way
you have to pay a price.

Clandestine
if the heart burns and is untamable,
truth will always
look for a culprit.

Clandestine, clandestine.

Spain, day of a year,
he waits for her from the park
while she paints in the bathroom,
they adore each other, while he smokes a cigarette,
he thinks that a future
beside her would be beautiful and simple.

She doesn't say it
but she is happy and alive,
so willing to fall in love
without anyone stopping her,
it is her life but it will be complicated to stay by her side,
her religion is different and it is a sin.

Renouncing the clan,
Arab and Christian blood,
sometimes they mix badly
and they will not accept their union,
they do not understand disguises
or masks of steel,
the revolution of love
is what moves the whole world.

And since then in the car seat,
they kiss and smile
as the night passes,
a small and lucid universe
of vivid attraction and magic,
in a city without limits
and without distances.

But the circumstances do not help
and that damages the illusion,
2 souls that are free,
prisoners of the irrational,
of an unhealthy tradition
and tomorrow darkens,
looking out the window
and seeing that nothing changes.
They met and they will not give up,
even if they leave scars,
the stones in the road,
but when love exists
and is forbidden,
love is sad
because it is clandestine.

[Chorus]

Clandestine

when love is hidden,
it is unfair to resist
the retaliation and insult,

clandestine
and when silence screams,
and in silence to make way
you have to pay a price,

clandestine
if the heart burns and is untamable,
truth will always look for a culprit.

Clandestine, clandestine.

Marta is attractive,
responsible and elegant,
she goes out on Fridays to the neighborhood
like any student.
She
is popular among the guys
in her faculty,
they say she hides a mystery
hard to decipher.
Her beauty is so pure
that it almost takes your breath away,
so mature and childish at the same time,
she spends her moments of happiness
in solitude,
reading, writing poetry
and walking through the city.

Luis is a teacher,
fifty-something and handsome,
divorced from a wife
attached to a television,
tired of arguing,
of pretending, change of life,
he went in search of himself,
almost suicidal attempt.

He spends the day in the cloister
until he is exhausted,
sometimes he wishes to leave everything
without a trace.

Marta attends his classes,
she knows he is different,
she listens to the opinions he expresses
and feels it in her instinct.
Saying that she falls in love
and to her head to ignore,
that strange sensation
is that she can no longer avoid,
she lives her love in silence
but wants to act,
and talks to him every afternoon
when she meets him at the bar.
Her passion dances in secret,
accomplices of every moment,
disguising in public,
that is their only diamond,
and before this sun sets
and the streets sleep,
they escape to another evening
of eternal love.

They met, without thinking of the consequences,
they did not resist,
what fate brought,
but when love exists
and is forbidden,
love is sad
because it is clandestine.

[Chorus]

Clandestine

when love is hidden,
it is unfair to resist
the retaliation and insult,

clandestine
and when silence screams,
and in silence to make way
you have to pay a price,

clandestine
if the heart burns and is untamable,
truth will always look for a culprit.

Clandestine, clandestine.