El lugar perfecto

I don't believe in Christmases
or in peaceful nights
truths are not absolute
and there is lie and truth

today you sleep in my arms
and that's a truth
today I don't understand how everything happened
but I still like it

the wise invented the parties
the ones who didn't know what to do invented the ceremonies
your body is the perfect place
for me to know what I want to do

like magical nights
like nights of salt
truths are so unreal
like reality

that treasure with an owner
today is my downfall
under the same moon I fall asleep
and wake up to the same sun

the wise created the night
those who wanted to know created the day
the bed is the perfect place
for you to explain to me what happened yesterday
because yesterday I saw everything
everything I could see
the beers, your eyes, your prayer, the madness in your skin

why make fun of sensations
today I don't want to delve into hearts
or judge by hindsight
if you are paradise
I don't believe in miracles, but what am I going to do