La Memòria de Les Mans
Txarango
The Memory of Hands
I let this song go
So the wind can carry it far
To bring a piece of the world
To the bay of your eyes
It's full of old towns
Of longings and memories
To flood your heart, like a flock of birds
If one day you hear it sung nearby
We went out one night to sail
We left our fears on a beach
Caught up in desire: Our bodies adrift
With the ebb and flow of the waves
Tracing your salty skin
You live like a wild summer
Caught up in the poison: Our longing bodies
In the memory of hands
It's been a long time since that summer
Who knows where the world has taken you
If you also smile inside
When you anchor the memories
If on the nights you sing sadly
Your bed is a ship
Tracing the seas of my skin
Sheltering us from forgetfulness
We went out one night to sail
We left our fears on a beach
Caught up in desire: Our bodies adrift
With the ebb and flow of the waves
Tracing your salty skin
You live like a wild summer
Caught up in the poison: Our longing bodies
In the memory of hands
And some night my reckless love
Stabs a dagger in my chest
Of this wounded heart that never leaves you
A song keeps our story
And when the present sleeps
We go out to sail through memory
We left our fears near the sea
We unraveled the night on a beach
Caught up in desire: Our bodies adrift
With the ebb and flow of the waves
Tracing your salty skin
You live like a wild summer
Caught up in the poison: Our longing bodies
In the memory of hands