¿How are you, how are you, it's already night or day with you
on the phone you're real, but it's not like a return
I listen to you while you talk and then I look at you in a photo,< br/>like an advertisement that promises and then gives little
And Madrid is moving and everything runs as always,
time passes slowly and I think of you with other people;
you are You left for a moment and you've been away for a hundred years. This is how I lose sleep over telling you that you're mine. Logical, if love is logical. What explanation? there is
in this solitude
I close my eyes and by magic
there is our imaginary meeting...
I would kiss you like no one has ever kissed you,
I would love you with body and mind,
with skin and soul;
this desperate dream is all I have.
I would kiss you like no one has done never,
I would love you to see you still make love and give your soul;
you are a desperate dream, you are all I have.
If someone is next to you and fills you with words
In Madrid I ask you just one last favor
Sometimes it's warmer in the bottom of the heart than in the fire
Try to love yourself, which is no mean feat.
Logical, if love is logical, what a consequence is there to this solitude. I close my eyes and slowly get lost in our imaginary meeting. ..
I would kiss you like no one has ever kissed you,
I would love you with body and mind,
with skin and soul;
This desperate dream is everything I have.
I would love you,
with my skin and my soul;
you are, you are all I have.
I would kiss you like no one has ever done,< br/>I would love you with body and mind,
with skin and soul.
A desperate dream, you are all I have,
all I have.
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