Camino de Madrid

Your embrace is the air that makes
My soul swell,
But my body is small and can't hold so much,
Your mouth is a lie
That never lies,
It's a lie because there isn't,
A mouth like yours..

The tear that falls from you
I would keep,
So you wouldn't feel sad
And always wear the same,
I want to hold you at night
In case during the day
You can't be with me,
And I'd be satisfied with your scent..

I remember you
On the road to Madrid,
The four drops of an autumn that just arrived,
Unpacked the clothes from its suitcase,
And settled in..

And then you came,
And filled with light,
The old bars of the railing on my boat,
That hadn't lit up
My room in a long time..

The house where I was born..
The house where I was born..

That tear that falls from you
I would keep,
So you wouldn't feel sad
And always wear the same,
I want to hold you at night
In case during the day
You can't be with me
And I'd be satisfied with your scent..

And I remember you,
On the road to Madrid,
The four drops of an autumn that just arrived,
Unpacked the clothes from its suitcase,
And settled in..

And then you came,
And filled with light,
The old bars of the railing on my boat
That hadn't lit up
My room in a long time..

I remember you,
On the road to Madrid,
The four drops of an autumn that just arrived,
Unpacked the clothes from its suitcase,
And settled in..

And then you came,
And filled with light
The old bars of the railing on my boat
That hadn't lit up,
My room..

The house where I was born..
The house where I was born..
The house where I was born..
The house where I was born..