A Ras de Cielo
Cada vez que soñé con volver, al abrazarte desperté.
Cada vez que dejé de creer, que habria otra primera vez.
Suena bien ese centro en inglés, en una cinta de casette.
Con tu voz sobre Robber Smith, how cans the girls you rend my me.
Solia susurrarme que no, saldrias de mi vida.
Flotando en nuestro cielo los dos, iniciamos la caida.
¿Que ha pasado entre tu y yo? salta tu donde buzon de voz.
A millones de años luz.
Tu y yo..(bis)
Pensabas que podria cambiar, como una carretera.
Rompiendose en el borde del mar, pero no hubo manera.
Cada vez que soñé con volver, al abrazarte desperté.
Cada vez que dejé de creer, que habria otra primera vez.
Tormenta de verano en Madrid, y viento en las persianas.
Palabras sin saber que decir, como una puñalada.
Y ya no hay mucho mas que añadir da igual lo que pensabas.
Y yo pintaba guantes por ti, y ya no pinto nada.
Tu y yo..(bis)
At Sky Level
Every time I dreamed of coming back, I woke up when I hugged you.
Every time I stopped believing, that there would be another first time.
Sounds good that center in English, on a cassette tape.
With your voice over Robber Smith, how can the girls you rend my me.
You used to whisper to me that no, you would leave my life.
Floating in our sky the two of us, we started the fall.
What has happened between you and me? You jump to where the voicemail box is.
Millions of light years away.
You and me..(repeat)
You thought I could change, like a highway.
Breaking on the edge of the sea, but there was no way.
Every time I dreamed of coming back, I woke up when I hugged you.
Every time I stopped believing, that there would be another first time.
Summer storm in Madrid, and wind on the blinds.
Words not knowing what to say, like a stab.
And there's not much more to add no matter what you thought.
And I painted gloves for you, and now I don't paint anything.
You and me..(repeat)