Perdida
Nena Daconte
Lost
Like that innocent breeze from the sea that brings you joy and pain.
Like that cry of life when I moan from the pleasure of holding you.
Tears and song come together in a melody.
Sweet memories that trap the passion.
As if this time were the last time the sun comes up.
Like a coral being counting the centuries with its fingers.
Lost in an ocean of salt.
Trying to sneak in for you.
Lost in a port without a sea for you.
Like the fainting of time that passes between all my
love notes.
Like the light of knowing you won't come back to ask me for forgiveness.
Tears on the balcony waiting for your goodbye.
Sweet patience painting the disappointment.
As if this time were the last time the sun comes up.
Like that coral being counting the centuries with its fingers.
Lost in an ocean of salt.
Trying to sneak in for you.
Lost in a port without a sea for you.
Lost in an ocean of salt.
Trying to sneak in for you.
Lost in a port without a sea for you.
Lost in an ocean of salt.
Trying to sneak in for you.
Lost in a port without a sea for you.
