Palmeras En La Nieve
Pablo Alborán
Palm Trees in the Snow
Pieces of paper, get lost in the sea
Wind that takes them randomly
How white is yesterday
How sad the future
Full of questions that never end
Who directs the air
Who breaks the leaves
Of those palm trees that cry
Who controls time
That they lose alone
Who weaves the nets that drown them
I will sail through the pain
A rudderless ship
Carrying the memories of the life it left behind
The green and gray sky
The ivory snow
Fall on the dream
That once could live
But who directs the air
Who breaks the leaves
Of those palm trees that cry
Who controls time
That they lose alone
Who weaves the nets that drown them
