Canela

Cinnamon

Canela

The moon that saw us, dancing closeLa luna que nos vió, bailar pegados
Is the one that sees us today, each one on their ownEs la que nos ve hoy, cada uno por su lado
I've never loved like thisNunca he querido asi
With bursts of madness and desperationA golpes de locura y desesperación

Love, for your loveAmor, por tu amor
With a taste, of cinnamon stickCon sabor, a canela en rama
I go, for your loveVoy, por tu amor
That I don't give, not even lift a finger, noQue no doy, ni un palo al agua, no

There's no ink or paper, in the printing pressesNo hay tinta ni papel, en las imprentas
To be able to put, what I love about you in wordsPara poder poner, lo que te quiero en letras
There's no songNo existe una canción
Sadder and darker than the one of goodbyeMas triste y mas obscura que la del adiós

Love, for your loveAmor, por tu amor
With a taste, of cinnamon stickCon sabor, en canela en rama
I go, for your loveVoy, por tu amor
That I don't give, not even lift a finger, noQue no doy, ni un palo al agua, no

I'll have to eraseTendre que desdibujar
Your words from my lipsTus palabras de mis labios
The craft of forgettingEl oficio de olvidar
Is not so easy to learn, save meNo es tan facil de aprender, salvame

There can't be a songNo puede haber canción
Sadder and darker than the one of goodbyeMas triste y mas obscura que la del adiós

Love, for your loveAmor, por tu amor
With a taste, of cinnamon stickCon sabor, a canela en rama
I go, that I don'tVoy, que no doy
For your love, not even lift a fingerPor tu amor, ni un palo al agua
Love, for your loveAmor, por tu amor
With a taste, of cinnamon stickCon sabor, a canela en rama
I go, for your loveVoy, por tu amor
I die and am, a flower that bleeds, loveMuero y soy, flor que se desangra, amor