Imán

An improvised Sunday afternoon
In some house where I was happy
I devoured a winter and stepped aside
When they told me you were there

Where so many mouths end up
That forget who made them feel
A minute that had been my disaster
Knowing you were elsewhere, hearing you laugh

And you will leave
And I will be
The idiot who throws herself into the sea
The overflowing wind that knocks you down
And at the same time stops you

You go after everything that sounds wrong
Damn magnet
Of difficult things
Of difficult moments

The Sun burns that has slipped between the trees
Because fire will never know how to be subtle
The border of oblivion comes easily
The impossible is to overcome it
Without anyone talking about you

We show so many things in life
Do we hold onto emotions for what?
Hopefully you don't have to come back one day
To the place where I told you: Stay

And you will leave
And I will be
The idiot who throws herself into the sea
The overflowing wind that knocks you down
And at the same time stops you

You go after everything that sounds wrong
Damn magnet
Of difficult things
Of difficult moments

And you will leave
And I will be
The idiot who throws herself into the sea
The overflowing wind that knocks you down
And at the same time stops you

You go after everything that sounds wrong
Damn magnet
Of difficult things
Of difficult moments