Cuando Me Corta Tu Filo

If I could find a purple box
With silver locks and salt padlocks
I would wrap up love, pack it small
And with any kiss, leave it on your chest

In the yard, I have a flower, watered in the mornings
And if I fall asleep, water falls from the sky
Water that falls on your lips to heal your wounds
Water that opens the doors to its lost millennium
Lost, lost, lost

I want to tell you who I am, so you know what I mean
Light of waslala, my love, when you stay with me
Now the clock goes backwards, you one way and me the other
Good advantage to know, if I share it with you

In the yard, I have a flower, watered in the mornings
And if I fall asleep, water falls from the sky

Water that falls on your lips to heal your wounds
Water that opens the doors to its lost millennium
Water that covers the earth owned by the nymph
Water that kills and revives in the blink of an eye
Water that cuts my tongue when your edge cuts me
Water that falls on the flowers when I die
When I die, when I die, with you