En Las Luces de La Tarde
Vivir Quintana
In the Lights of the Afternoon
What a surprise to find you in the lights of the afternoon
Breathing in a flickering memory in my mind
How joyful it is to hear you in the singing birds
In the cardinal points where our story is still missing
You see, I didn't come to prove anything to you
Because proving hurts us
And disguises who we truly are
I don't want to make you fall in love
I want you to recognize yourself and when you do
I'll be your sky or your dove
I don't want to be your shadow
I just want to accompany you so that your infinite seas
Connect with my rivers
To meet your friends and bring them together with mine
I don't want to corner you
I want to see you among seagulls
Understand your dissent
Respect your independence
Without naming the noise that your existence causes
I don't want you to cry for me, even though I cry for your absence
And if by some stroke of luck, you decide to love me
I'll be your future present
And if by some stroke of luck, you decide to love me
I'll be your future present
I don't want to make you fall in love
I want you to recognize yourself and when you do
I'll be your sky or your dove
