Adíos de Mayo (part. José Antonio Rodríguez)
Cuando mis alas no te quemen
Cuando tus gritos no te hagan
Cuando el control no venga a verme
Y sea la duda la invitada
Cuando mis ojos no te busquen
Cuando tus brazos no sean dagas
Cuando me veas a lo lejos
Y reconozcas que si estabas
Cuando no entiendas mi silencio
Y yo sostenga tu mirada
Para saber por qué me alejo
No me preguntes que me pasa
No vengas prometiendo el infinito
No te vistas de domingo
Que yo no ando con pañuelos
No excuses el amargo de tu boca
Porque alguna que otra loca
Te la llenará de más
Cuando tu instinto me sorprenda
Y yo me meta en mi refugio
Y ni el calor de una caricia
Me comprometa ante tu orgullo
Cuando este cuerpo de mujer
Diga volverse a querer
Y me veas avanzar
Con total tranquilidad
Notes marcas en mi piel
Tú no quieras ocultar
Que esto ya te lo conté
No vengas prometiendo el infinito
No te vistas de domingo
Que yo no ando con pañuelos
No excuses el amargo de tu boca
Porque alguna que otra loca
Te la llenará de más
No vengas prometiendo el infinito
No te vistas de domingo
Que yo no ando con pañuelos
No excuses el amargo de tu boca
Porque alguna que otra loca
Te la llenará de más
Goodbye of May (feat. José Antonio Rodríguez)
When my wings don't burn you
When your screams don't hurt you
When control doesn't come to see me
And doubt is the guest
When my eyes don't search for you
When your arms aren't daggers
When you see me from afar
And recognize that you were there
When you don't understand my silence
And I hold your gaze
To know why I'm moving away
Don't ask me what's wrong
Don't come promising infinity
Don't dress up for Sunday
I don't walk around with handkerchiefs
Don't make excuses for the bitterness of your mouth
Because some crazy woman
Will fill it up even more
When your instinct surprises me
And I retreat to my refuge
And not even the warmth of a caress
Commits me to your pride
When this woman's body
Says it's time to love again
And you see me moving forward
With total tranquility
Noticing marks on my skin
Don't try to hide
That I already told you about this
Don't come promising infinity
Don't dress up for Sunday
I don't walk around with handkerchiefs
Don't make excuses for the bitterness of your mouth
Because some crazy woman
Will fill it up even more
Don't come promising infinity
Don't dress up for Sunday
I don't walk around with handkerchiefs
Don't make excuses for the bitterness of your mouth
Because some crazy woman
Will fill it up even more