Flores En El Cielo

I carry the dew that wets your flowers;
the emptiness you fill with scents.
I get hooked on the certainty of your sweetness;
in the sanity of your madness.

Chorus:
The hours I gain with you
will make the path better.
The leaves I spend to tell you... will not end.

Flowers in the sky, I'm throwing them in the air
Flowers in the sky for you.
Flowers in the sky; amulet of wandering water
And the wind keeps them for you.

I steal from the ear that listens to your breath
the noise of your silence.
I throw myself into the abyss that dies in your arms;
to the autism that listens to you.

Chorus (repeat)