Alexander Pires />The dawn is coming
I am the wind that swirls in your sails I am
Where you lost your soul and your temper.
I don't know what is happening to me today
But there is something that I miss it.
Your look in the clear morning
The aroma of your early skin
And I can't find your heartbeat in the sheets
Your crystalline look at dawn
The aroma of your warm skin
Waiting until the storm subsides
And your voice, your heat, your breathing... I'm missing
I'm missing... your breathing.
I don't know where to draw
the dawn a couple
of red lines
in the middle
of the... dawn
The time that gallops on my back
Time that I wasted, time that was shipwrecked
I was only calling you because...
There is something that I am missing
Your look in the clear morning
The aroma of your skin early
And I can't find your heartbeat in the sheets
Your slow sweet gaze, beloved
The warm aroma of your back
You send it to me when the storm subsides.