Jeanne Mas l alba

A wave that is thrown away watching the dawn turn
But when the wind sings, the cold knows the harm you do to me, where are you going?
And like a song of madness that grows inside the my life
A warm sun that never changes the desire you give me
Moonless nights, white with so much nostalgia
The taste of melancholy escapes from your eyes
Moonless nights, they dance out of monotony
With your eyes the thrill of my irony flies away that takes me away
A wave seeks your breath would like to love you like a god
But the dawn escapes in the naivety of my reality.