Más de Mil Años
Abraham Mateo
More Than a Thousand Years
More than a thousand years without smelling you
More than a thousand years without your voice
Summer passed and I don't forget
That day in your room
That full moon, your serene face
And me dying of love
And the rest was done by the heat
You're right there, breathing me
And my skin still dreams of your skin
More than a thousand years could pass and I would still long for you
Your image was marked by fire, your love written in stones
That was a work of art, a moment of inspiration
And the next day, I went to look for you urgently
But your being vanished and time froze
You're right there, breathing me
And my skin still dreams of your skin
More than a thousand years could pass and I would still long for you
Today I woke up and you were no longer there
My mind finally freed itself
This battle is won, but your love returns again
