Simple Cancion
Abel Pintos
Simple Song
By the light of a candle
This song is born
With its shy brightness
With its gentle here I am.
The ink gets dizzy
Looking to dance
On that paper
That helps me shine.
To the north of my hands
Reason laughs
To the south of my eyes
The taste sweetens.
To be able to write and pierce the heart.
And in this song that is not of love,
That is not of peace, that is not of hate or betrayal
It's just a song, nothing more.
Simple attraction, simple song.
Elevating the instinct
I let the soul flow
Dedicated I approach
To immense passion.
Fed by the sparkle
Of your light in my voice
My voice pure and happy
For saying who I am.
A quarter of an hour remains
At most three months
The ink is running out
Avoiding the end.
To be able to write and pierce the heart.
And in this song that is not of love,
That is not of peace, that is not of hate or betrayal
It's just a song, nothing more.
Simple attraction, simple song.
