El Album

I have your face fixed
on the inside of my eyelids
echoing your memory
in my underground orchid garden

Your absence is creating a hole
in the middle of my chest
and only when I close my eyes
every blink I see you

The album in my head fills up only with your photos
The album in my head fills up only with your photos

a passport photo
a poster on my wall

The album in my head fills up only with your photos
The album in my head fills up only with your photos

Photo in my head and in my wallet...
(Latin American compatriots, greetings from Colombia...)

In the dark and secluded room
I develop and enlarge the past
As long as I keep the negatives
I can reproduce you by my side

So absent yet so present
indelible in my mind
your features imprinted in me...

The album in my head fills up only with your photos
The album in my head fills up only with your photos

Perfect framing, harmonious your position
The album in my head fills up only with your photos
oh why does the album in my head fill up only with your photos

In black and white or in color
It's an emotion for me...
The album in my head fills up only with your photos

I don't need a flash even at night
Because you don't fade, you're a lavish light

The album in my head fills up only with your photos

One with a landscape, an unforgettable trip
And that full-body one signed with an I love you

The album in my head fills up only with your photos...