Vístete de Blanco

Don't expect me to caress
like the angel I once loved
because you confessed
to me what I didn't know yesterday

Being foolish and understanding
won't fix the truth
and even if I die from the punishment
I won't forgive you

And I'll use what you have left
the beauty of your skin
because my love, pure and wounded
has fallen asleep in the past

And now dress in white
as I want to undress you
because tonight
I want to possess the moon

There won't be flowers or gifts
I won't use the verb 'to love'
just sheets, your skin
and my anxiety...

There won't be jealousy or reproaches
I value myself in something more
but it's sad to have loved you
for the payment you give me

Because I'm still the same
you have lowered your level
my gaze remains steady
yours no longer has faith

And I'll use what you have left
the beauty of your skin
because my love, pure and wounded
has fallen asleep in the past

And now dress in white
as I want to undress you
because tonight
I want to possess the moon

There won't be flowers or gifts
I won't use the verb 'to love'
just sheets, your skin
and my anxiety...

There won't be flowers or gifts
I won't use the verb 'to love'
just sheets, your skin
and my anxiety...

And now dress in white
as I want to undress you
because tonight
I want to possess the moon

And now dress in white
as I want to undress you
because tonight
I want to possess the moon