Your kisses are shy
Like a guilty girl
Like a flower that opens
Little by little, kiss by kiss
Your lines are They accommodate him
To the lines of my hands
And the fear is escaping
Through a corner of our embrace
I hug you and feel your soul embrace mine
And the night goes, leaving us alone
And each half approaches in its own way
And the streets say, of your Barcelona
That the night is ours
That The night is ours
The old city, dressed in lights
Of sea foam, of loves and crosses
And I only ask that it never dawns
That the night is ours
/>That the night is ours
That the night is ours
Songs, how many songs
They die in the morning
Not everything that is feel
It arrives so pure, at dawn
Not everything that is felt
Comes from the soul
And the night goes, leaving us alone
And each half approaches in its own way
And the streets say, of your Barcelona
That the night is ours
That the night is ours