Haz de luz

I want you to see the sunset
When the Sun starts to fall
And behind it the streetlights turn on
The sky lights up and is dyed in pastel tones

That you have the world at your feet and also as a bullfighter's cape
That you know how to follow the footsteps
Knowing the toll of wanting to leave a mark

That nothing blinds you
Unless it's another look
That you arrive, close your eyes, open them
And see the light of an extinguished candle

That you put a face to me
Tell me if this voice suits me
That you want to fish in the water
The reflection of the full Moon

That you count every second
It takes for an hourglass to empty
That you spin the world globe
And choose a random destination with your fingertips

That you see Madrid, Paris, Berlin, Beijing
And also Las Vegas
That you can contemplate everything
As far as your sight reaches

That you get hypnotized by a flame
From a bonfire in the middle of the beach
And it moves like the tides
Move waves against the Watchtower

That your eyes turn towards me
Your slow eyes
At that point between the soul and the body
Closing them with me inside

I want us to see each other again
Let me see how your eyes see me, come
I want to tell you that if we talk about looking
The eyes belong to the one who makes them shine

I want us to see each other again
Let me see how your eyes see me, come
I want to tell you that if we talk about looking
The eyes belong to the one who makes them shine
I want us to see each other again

I want you to go to a cinema and sit down
See in each scene how they surprise you
Special effects and doubt if they are real

That you lie down looking at the sky
Looking for animal shapes in the clouds
Comets and shooting stars, fireworks

That if it clouds and rains again
You blow lashes from your finger
And with your fingers count the seconds
And how far apart the lightning is from the thunder

That you count all the stars
And put your signature across the sky
In order to put your name on this world
For it is of the color with which you want to see it

That you know that every light holds a silhouette
That you read the most beautiful thing in the world
Even if it's written with bad handwriting

That it's not the eyes, it's the gaze
It's not the gaze, it's how you look at me
It's not how you look, it's how you stay silent
And speak even if you don't say it

That you see all things
Especially the most important ones
But the thing is that, paradoxically
The biggest ones are not seen

Or they are seen with closed eyes
Is that why we close them?
When we kiss, cry, and dream

I want us to see each other again
Let me see how your eyes see me, come
I want to tell you that if we talk about looking
The eyes belong to the one who makes them shine

I want us to see each other again
Let me see how your eyes see me, come
I want to tell you that if we talk about looking
The eyes belong to the one who makes them shine
I want us to see each other again