Irremediablemente Celos

At night, when I don't understand why your dream is wasted
When my notes are protected with the clasp
The one that the moon and silence lent me
At night, when your magic slips between your lips
When my soul takes refuge like crazy
From the sighs that want to escape from you
When you sleep
I feel jealous
Of not being the owner of the lament of your mouth
I feel jealous
Of the storm that the night provokes in you, jealous
I feel jealous of the fabric that covers you
I feel jealous, jealous
Irremediably jealous
Those that tell me when everything tastes like little
Those that indicate my annoyances with pinches
The enemies of the verses I wrote
When you sleep
It's your gaze that floods my condemnation
It's my gaze that suffers that pain in me
Where your eyes are dark to me
When you sleep
I feel jealous
Of not being the owner of the lament of your mouth
I feel jealous
Of the storm that the night provokes in you, jealous
I feel jealous of the fabric that covers you
I feel jealous, jealous
Jealous
Of not being the owner of the lament of your mouth
I feel jealous
Of the storm that the night provokes in you
I feel jealous of the fabric that covers you
I feel jealous, jealous of the edge of your mouth
Of the touch of your clothes
Irremediably jealous
Irremediably jealous