Por Estar a Tu Lado

living in exile
so far from your lips
crossing mazes
that lead to your love
the vice can't be erased
of being in your arms
I don't accept sacrifices
without your fingers, without your hands, your voice

I play not to lose my mind while talking to the wall
I usually walk my sadness
I get up and fall again

by being by your side
I would change my faith with the same devil
by being by your side
I would tattoo on my skin the imprint of your hands

living my exile
so far from your bed
I would attend the burial of
your kisses in my sheets
nooh oh
I still have that habit
of drawing your face
feeling that you are mine
at night, during the day
from sunrise to sunset

I play not to lose my mind while talking to the wall
crazy to erase the clumsiness
that made me miss your train

by being by your side
I would change my faith with the same devil
by being by your side
I would tattoo on my skin the imprint of your hands
by being by your side
I would change my faith with the same devil
by being by your side
I would tattoo on my skin the imprint of your hands
by being by your side
I would change my faith with the same devil
by being by your side...