Irremediablemente Celos

Irremediably Jealous

Irremediablemente Celos

At night, when I don't understand why your dream is wastedDe noche, cuando no entiendo que tu sueño se derroche
When my notes are protected with the claspCuando mis notas se protegen con el broche
The one that the moon and silence lent meEl que la Luna y silencio me prestó
At night, when your magic slips between your lipsDe noche, cuando tu magia se resbala entre tu boca
When my soul takes refuge like crazyCuando mi alma se refugia como loca
From the sighs that want to escape from youDe los suspiros que de ti quieran salir
When you sleepCuando duermes
I feel jealousSiento celos
Of not being the owner of the lament of your mouthDe no ser dueño del lamento de tu boca
I feel jealousSiento celos
Of the storm that the night provokes in you, jealousDe la tormenta que la noche te provoca, celos
I feel jealous of the fabric that covers youSiento celos de la tela que te arropa
I feel jealous, jealousSiento celos, celos
Irremediably jealousIrremediablemente celos
Those that tell me when everything tastes like littleLos que me dicen cuando todo sabe a poco
Those that indicate my annoyances with pinchesLos que me indican con pellizcos mis enojos
The enemies of the verses I wroteLos enemigos de los versos que escribí
When you sleepCuando duermes
It's your gaze that floods my condemnationEs tu mirada la que inunda mi condena
It's my gaze that suffers that pain in meEs mi mirada la que sufre en mi esa pena
Where your eyes are dark to meEn que tus ojos son oscuros para mi
When you sleepCuando duermes
I feel jealousSiento celos
Of not being the owner of the lament of your mouthDe no ser dueño del lamento de tu boca
I feel jealousSiento celos
Of the storm that the night provokes in you, jealousDe la tormenta que la noche te provoca, celos
I feel jealous of the fabric that covers youSiento celos de la tela que te arropa
I feel jealous, jealousSiento celos, celos
JealousCelos
Of not being the owner of the lament of your mouthDe no ser dueño del lamento de tu boca
I feel jealousSiento celos
Of the storm that the night provokes in youDe la tormenta que la noche te provoca
I feel jealous of the fabric that covers youSiento celos de la tela que te arropa
I feel jealous, jealous of the edge of your mouthSiento celos, celos del borde tu boca
Of the touch of your clothesDel roce de tu ropa
Irremediably jealousIrremediablemente celos
Irremediably jealousIrremediablemente celos