Mañana
Carlos Vives
Tomorrow
Drops on your skin
Confetti in the soul
When the water passes
We will run
Paper flowers
Making mornings crumble
Before I leave
I will wake you up
I will whisper some words in your ear
You will give me your wings so I can return
Tomorrow
Wherever life takes me tomorrow
And my head stays on your pillow
And you imagine when it will arrive
Tomorrow
When I come back and fall asleep in your bed
Because hunger meets desire
Because I say, because there will be tomorrow
Sweet dawn
Swallows in the soul
Before I leave
I will see you grow
I will whisper some words in your ear
You will give me your wings so I can return
Tomorrow
Wherever life takes me tomorrow
And my head stays on your pillow
And you imagine when it will arrive
Tomorrow
When I come back and fall asleep in your bed
Because hunger meets desire
Because I say, because there will be tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Wherever life takes me tomorrow
And my head stays on your pillow
And you imagine when it will arrive
Tomorrow
When I come back and fall asleep in your bed
Because hunger meets desire
Because I say, because there will be tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
Tomorrow
When I come back and fall asleep in your bed
Because hunger meets desire
Because I say, that's how it will be