Cuaderno Magico
Pez Luna
Magic Notebook
A magic notebook in the middle of the south
I'm jotting down the color of the Moon
Between two golden corners
Are those letters of fire and routine
A notebook in front of the sea and a flower held in your hair
There's an angel inside a drawer
A cloud playing a drum
I want to get used to being with you
To show off love with the stars
Summarize the Sun, dance with them
And a cloud playing a drum
A magic notebook in the middle of the south
I'm jotting down the color of the mist
The deep dream of a lighthouse stealing kisses of light from the Moon
A notebook in front of the sea and a flower held in your hair
There's an angel inside a drawer
A cloud playing the drum
I want to get used to being with you
To show off love with the stars
Summarize the Sun, dance with them
And a cloud playing the drum
A cloud playing the drum
The sky, the water, the thunder, the rain
And me waiting for your love
A cloud playing the drum
The sky, the water, the thunder, the rain
And me dying for your love
