Alice,
what are you cooking?
I painted a heart on it, I bathed the glass
I'm on the road,
I have no signal,
I want to shine
I'm looking at the star,
I feel like a boat,
catch the bottle
I'm following your trail,
where do you want to go?
I feel the love in your skin,
the blue in your neck
I'm so ordinary
Andaluz by blood and faith
Candles at night in the hotel mirror
I see it in the letters you never sent me I
see it in the lack that you made me so long
But I don't need it anymore,
so please leave Thinking of everything
and it wasn't everything if I failed
Thinking of your body and it wasn't mine,
I see it now Thinking of your things,
but there were so many things
That the least important we leave them for later
And in the end everything dies and nothing goes well
And in the end it's my fault,
because you don't know who you are And
even if there are stones in the way,
I won't stumble
Because I know that you are mine and at least...
And that dark hair and your dark skin And
that weight on the neck and all those scenes
That I have always been fire and you are the one who burns you
Almost every time we see each other,
the moon is full
What a shame that all this was hated There
are times when I fall and I don't lose my mind
Thinking of every text or every verse I write
you Thinking of those days where I was crazy