Sube Al Desván
Victor Manuel
Go Up to the Attic
You will be the dark night where I will burn
the beams of this house that still stands
I will drink your blood and put your skin
I will write your name on every wall
It wasn't a matter of one day, not two or three
like the tiger to its prey, I cornered you
Because you smell like grass
because you taste like jungle
because someone broke the mold there's nothing like you
because you smell like earth
because you taste like woman
when no one sees us, go up to the attic
when no one sees us, go up to the attic.
Time only passes in those who don't see you
who sleeps by your side loses faith
there is no other life that can exist
better than exploring you at dawn
and even if things go against us
we always find strength to grow
Because you smell like grass
because you taste like jungle
because someone broke the mold there's nothing like you
because you smell like earth
because you taste like woman
when no one sees us, go up to the attic
when no one sees us, go up to the attic.
