Como La Brisa

The little corner that saw the birth
Is a book, it holds a little photo
Of our special thing
That every day makes my life normal

I feel your voice, like the breeze
Gentle pain, in a corner
Key that turns
You would come back down the avenue
Of our life

How much warmth, under the blanket
Of our love
All hope

A little mate, afternoon of songs
Clothes on the floor, grumbles a little
Of our normal order
That every day makes my life special

I feel your voice like the breeze
Gentle pain, in a corner
Key that turns
You would come back down the avenue
Of our life

How much warmth, under the blanket
Of our love all hope