Maleta de Sueños
Carlos Vives
Dream Suitcase
He carries his broken heart
Banished from this world without the slightest compassion
He had to search in foreign lands
For her, every drop of sweat is worth it
And even though he's tired, he can't find sleep
Not for a moment can he forget her
And when he falls asleep in bed
He's only dreaming of coming back
I brought you, beautiful woman, a dream suitcase
A bundle of caresses and the fatigue of my body
I brought you a little seed to brighten your land
A Guajira bracelet with your name as a memory
And a tree from my stories
And a waking dawn
And I brought you a thousand stars that I picked from the sky
He carries little clothing in his suitcase
A photo of his Rebeca and the sacred heart
And he lives by taking it back in his temples
Searching in the platforms of desperation
And even though he's tired, he can't find sleep
Not for a moment can he forget her
And when he falls asleep in bed
He's only dreaming of coming back
I brought you, beautiful woman, a dream suitcase
A bundle of caresses and the fatigue of my body
I brought you a little seed to brighten your land
A Guajira bracelet with your name as a memory
And a tree from my stories
And a waking dawn
And I brought you a thousand stars that I picked from the sky
I brought you love and living twigs of forgetting
And from the mountains, I brought you, my dear, the best coffee
Little nails of cumbiamor, secrets of passion
And from the snowy mountains, an insurance for both of us
Memories of loneliness, affection from the foundation
And a dream suitcase where I bring you my heart