Ella
Carlos Vives
She
She
She... she is like the air
necessary to breathe
but she slips away when you hug it, she
She... she is like the water
like water to drink
and she is also the cause
of this strange thirst, she
She... she is like the wind
she is made of the same material
as my dreams
But I, I don't wake up
She... she is like the air
necessary to breathe
but she slips away when you hug it, she
She... she is like the wind
she is made of the same material
as my dreams
But I, I don't wake up
But I, I don't wake up
