Estoy Hecho De Pedacitos De Ti (part. Pablo Alborán)

It was the green light
That comes from your eyes, that light
That illuminates the distance between you and me
That fills my line with hope
That light that rearranges what it composes
That light

It was your indigo hug
The one that paints the lantern with caresses
That illuminates every note of my voice
Pampering with whispers the tremor
Of this love that goes wild if you provoke it
This love

It was a hug of your love with gloves
With smiles that you gave me
Knowing that without you I am nothing
I'm made of pieces of you

Of your voice, of your walk
Of every awakening
Of laughter, of walking
Of the whispers of April
Of feeling, of waking up
Even if the night was gray
Knowing that I am made
Of pieces of you

It was the green light
The owner of my nights, that light
That delivers every petal of love
That aspires to smiles with flavor
That light that rearranges my emotions
That light

It was a hug of your love with gloves
With smiles that you gave me
Knowing that without you I am nothing
I'm made of pieces of you

Of your voice, of your walk
Of every awakening
Of laughter, of walking
Of the whispers of April
Of feeling, of waking up
Even if the night was gray
Knowing that I am made
Of pieces of you

Of pieces of you
Of your voice, of your walk
Of every awakening
Of laughter, of walking
Of the whispers of April
Of feeling, of waking up
Even if the night was gray
Knowing that I am made
Of pieces of you