Vengo A Contar Contigo
Roque Valero
I Come To Count With You
I come from the water that time darkens
From those looks that are no longer looked at
I come wanting to hang on walls
All my fatal lost longings
I come flying and messing up
I come dreaming and calculating
My landing in your dilemma
I come from the freshly cut wind
I come, from the sea inside
Carrying the lights of the whole universe
To light up a kiss
I come being born even if something dead comes
And now on your skin I come to hide my verses
I come wanting to win your soul
Fill your loneliness with encounters
I come lost and somewhat dazed
I come measuring and whispering
A great assault on your smile
I come willing, I come waiting
I come from that dew drop
That clouds all the senses
I come from the cold, from the nostalgias
I come from that passing rain
That has soaked all the paths
I come from a thread, and with sounds
I come to count with you
I come from the time that nobody calculates
I come shaping a lost moon
If with my voice I can close your wound
Let this throat be yours and not mine
I come wanting to make you fall in love
Without strategies, without warning you
Spice up the journey
Without pronouncing you, I come to miss you
I come from that dew drop
That clouds all the senses
I come from the cold, from the nostalgias
I come from that passing rain
That has soaked all the paths
I come from a thread, and with sounds
I come to count with you