1987

Magical night
Pink zone in my Caribbean
She alone and me without a partner

We coincided at the Danzetería chain
In December 1987

And I
Knew that you
Wanted
You
Knew that I

How could I lose sight
Those days won't come back

Nothing personal on the radio
Dashboard light illuminates your hand on my leg
We parked at the viewpoint, we kissed
The city rests quietly
While you

And I
Knew that you
Wanted
You
Knew that I

How could I lose sight
Those days won't come back

It's been a long time since I remembered
How she looked at me
Of course it would be great
To kiss her again

I
Knew that you
Wanted
You
Knew that I

I
Knew that you
Wanted
You
Knew that I

I
Knew that you
Wanted
You
Knew that I

How could I lose sight
Those days won't come back