Aquel Amor
Pasan las cosas
Y no entendemos el porque
Pasan los dias y pasan cosas cada vez
Miro la calle, que una vez nos vio pasar
Veo las cosas que no vimos al caminar
Y en cada paso vuelvo a recordar
Aquel amor
Respiro tu aroma, tendido en la cama sin dormir
Las fotos me hablan y me parece verte aqui
Cada paso que doy
Cada sitio al que voy
Cada cosa me recuerda aquel amor
Recuerdo tus ojos, la lluvia y la tarde del adios
No hubo palabras
Y poco a poco oscurecio
That Love
Things pass
And we don't understand why
Days go by and things keep happening
I look at the street, that once saw us pass by
I see the things we didn't see as we walked
And with every step, I remember again
That love
I breathe in your scent, lying in bed without sleeping
The photos speak to me and it seems like I see you here
Every step I take
Every place I go
Every thing reminds me of that love
I remember your eyes, the rain and the afternoon of goodbye
There were no words
And little by little, it grew dark
Escrita por: Sandro Liberatoscioli / George Henriquez