Polvo de Mariposas
Vanesa Martín
Butterfly Dust
Sometimes I find myself with you
When I don't expect you
After the surprise, I have to think of you
Once upon a time this damn story
I still believe in the dust of butterflies
I don't want wings that come already broken
The sea always knew how to keep my secret
He asks me for his piece of sand and then perverts it
Emptying mountains for when she arrives
The one who makes him lower the tide
I felt you so deep inside that sometimes
I feel you by my side
I like to tell you what has happened to me
Until I realize I've been talking to myself
He came to leave like someone traveling at the tail of the wind
He made me cry by kissing me very slowly
There won't be a city where I don't get excited
I couldn't leave the door slightly open that afternoon
Make you come in to never hold you
You know that sometimes I turn out to be an idiot
I couldn't put you in the box of pending stories
Speak nicely to you while you fall asleep
Stay your time in exchange for nothing
I felt you so deep inside that sometimes
I feel you by my side
I like to tell you what has happened to me
Until I realize I've been talking to myself
He came to leave like someone traveling at the tail of the wind
He made me cry by kissing me very slowly
There won't be a city where I don't get excited
Oh, nananana
I felt you so deep
Sometimes I find myself with you when I don't expect you
After the surprise, I have to think of you
Once upon a time this damn story