Brisa
Estás aquí sintiéndome.
Estoy aquí sintiéndote.
Mi cuerpo se hizo cofre para ti
formando un nido entre mi piel.
Y te esperé cantando al mes:
"Será en Abril o antes tal vez"
Tendrás los ojos que una vez
supe tener buscándote.
De tanto amarte te encontré
y ahora te quiero retener.
Son nueve meses de esperar.
Son nueve meses para amar.
Brisa, un nombre con alas.
Brisa, fuiste madrugada.
Brisa, calorcito tibio.
Brisa, pedacito de alma.
Ya tengo impaciencia por tus pies.
Pregunto qué flores pisarán.
Los pájaros que hechamos a volar
cantarán un nuevo amanecer.
Y toda la nostalgia quedará
envuelta en tu mirada angelical.
Brisa, un nombre con alas.
Brisa, fuiste madrugada.
Brisa, calorcito tibio.
Brisa, pedacito de alma, de alma.
Breeze
You are here feeling me.
I am here feeling you.
My body became a chest for you
forming a nest between my skin.
And I waited for you singing to the month:
"It will be in April or maybe sooner"
You will have the eyes that once
I knew I had while looking for you.
Loving you so much, I found you
and now I want to keep you.
Nine months of waiting.
Nine months to love.
Breeze, a name with wings.
Breeze, you were dawn.
Breeze, warm little heat.
Breeze, piece of soul.
I'm already impatient for your feet.
I wonder which flowers they will step on.
The birds we let fly
will sing a new dawn.
And all the nostalgia will remain
wrapped in your angelic gaze.
Breeze, a name with wings.
Breeze, you were dawn.
Breeze, warm little heat.
Breeze, piece of soul, of soul.