Cosas Imposibles
Tomar tus manos
Besar tu boca
Ser tu alegría
Sentirte mía
Son esas cosas imposibles
Que no fueron hechas para mí
Tocar tu pelo y ser tu anhelo
Y por las noches ser tu desvelo
Son esas cosas imposibles
Que no fueron hechas para mí
Dejaron mis besos rosas en botones
Que se marchitaron antes de brotar
Mis abrazos van camino a los ocasos
Sin podértelos dar
En un momento de un mes de mayo
Gozar la dicha de tu desmayo
Son esas cosas imposibles
Que no fueron hechas para mí
Son esas cosas imposibles
Que no fueron hechas para mí
Impossible Things
Take your hands
kiss your mouth
Be your joy
Feel you mine
These are impossible things
That were not made for me
Touch your hair and be your desire
And at night be your sleepless night
These are impossible things
That were not made for me
They left my kisses roses in buds
That withered before sprouting
My hugs are on their way to the sunsets
Without being able to give them to you
At one point in the month of May
Enjoy the joy of your fainting
These are impossible things
That were not made for me
These are impossible things
That were not made for me
Escrita por: Armando Manzanero