Ángel de amor
Sergio Contreras
Angel of Love
It was a cold night and she left,
it was a cold night and he wrapped himself
in that courage you need
on a cold night to leave
with his heart in a fist,
the memory of his childhood and a promise,
I'll be back, darling, I'll be back...
for my land, for you, for our daughter,
I'll be back...
The water fell in love that night
with his fear and his love,
it took him away, hand in hand,
through an immense green meadow
where there are no borders to his heart.
The water fell in love that night,
it took him away and every night you could hear
how he sang to her.
Oh angel of love,
on this secluded shore
the moon shines brighter
and the air feels better.
Oh angel of love,
on this secluded shore
the moon shines brighter
and the air feels better.
No matter how hard he fought, he couldn't do anything,
nothing, that night was useless.
He pulled out a photo of his beloved, now wet,
broken, like his life that was drowning.
He left searching for peace,
he went challenging the water
and he begged forgiveness from his girl
for his broken promise.
It's the true story of the black angel,
the story of the most unjust life,
the injustice of the question:
Why, at birth, do they dig their own grave?
Yours and mine is the answer,
no matter how small, your help is good,
his beloved cried but smiled as she listened
to how an angel sang to her.
Oh angel of love,
on this secluded shore
the moon shines brighter
and the air feels better.
Oh angel of love,
on this secluded shore
the moon shines brighter
and the air feels better.
Dark is the illusion of crossing the pond,
dark, but an illusion after all,
that's living tied down, displaced,
from the scraps you keep throwing away.
Don't close your eyes when you don't want to see,
don't stop breathing when you don't want to feel.
Don't you realize? It's happening,
your indifference is killing me.
It was a cold night and she left,
it was a cold night and he wrapped himself
in that courage you need
on a cold night to leave
with his heart in a fist,
the memory of his childhood and a promise,
I'll be back, darling, I'll be back...
for my land, for you, for our daughter
and he never came back.
Oh angel of love,
on this secluded shore
the moon shines brighter
and the air feels better.
Oh angel of love,
on this secluded shore
the moon shines brighter
and the air feels better.
