Quisiera
Esta noche te calientan mis palabras
Mientras canto en tu nuca
Así es como empieza esta historia
Una noche fría y caudalosa
Eso en la mitad de mi memoria
Quisiera
Tu mirada linda
Quisiera ser la costra y tú la herida
Quisiera ser el iris, tu pupila
Tu mente y tu guarida, ay
Entre tanta guerra
Quisiera ser la paz y tu mi escudo
Quisiera ser raíz y tu semilla
Tu roca, tu guarida
Quisiera ser lunares en tu piel
Quisiera ser altar y tú mi bien
Quisiera ser el mito y tú tal vez
La historia
Quisiera ser panal y tú la miel
Ay, quisiera ser el Sol y tú el amanecer
Quisiera ser el río y tú tal vez
La ola
Tu mirada linda
Quisiera ser el puente y tú mi altura
Quisiera ser la luz y tú la Luna
Tu mente, mi fortuna, ay
Entre tanta guerra
Quisiera ser la luz que se refleja
Cuando viéndome a mí tú te despiertas
Mirándome de cerca
Que tú eres mi martillo
Y yo soy puntilla
La bala y tu pistola
Quisiera ser lunares en tu piel, ay
Quisiera ser altar y tú mi bien
Quisiera ser el mito y tú tal vez
La historia
Quisiera ser panal y tú la miel
Quisiera ser el Sol y tú el amanecer
Quisiera ser el río y tú tal vez
La ola
Quisiera ser tu semilla
Ser la raíz que brota tu pupila
Quisiera ser tu instinto
Y los misterios
I Wish
Tonight my words warm you up
While I sing on your neck
This is how this story begins
A cold and torrential night
That's in the middle of my memory
I'd like
Your beautiful look
I would like to be the scab and you the wound
I would like to be the iris, your pupil
Your mind and your lair, oh
Amidst so much war
I would like to be peace and you my shield
I would like to be your root and your seed
Your rock, your lair
I would like to be moles on your skin
I would like to be an altar and you my love
I would like to be the myth and you maybe
The story
I would like to be a honeycomb and you the honey
Oh, I would like to be the Sun and you the sunrise
I would like to be the river and maybe you
The wave
Your beautiful look
I would like to be the bridge and you my height
I would like to be the light and you the moon
Your mind, my fortune, oh
Amidst so much war
I would like to be the light that is reflected
When you see me you wake up
Looking at me closely
That you are my hammer
And I am lace
The bullet and your gun
I would like to be moles on your skin, oh
I would like to be an altar and you my love
I would like to be the myth and you maybe
The story
I would like to be a honeycomb and you the honey
I would like to be the Sun and you the sunrise
I would like to be the river and maybe you
The wave
I would like to be your seed
Be the root that sprouts your pupil
I would like to be your instinct
And the mysteries