Hablan de Ti (part. Chacho Ramos)

The sea that stopped at your hips
The sand that sank with your profile
The winds that explored your borders
Still talk about you

The stockings that clung to your legs
That red and gray miniskirt
My arms that still long for your silhouette
Still talk about you

My hands talk about you
My kisses that remember your taste
The taste of helplessness on my lips
The stubborn insistence of my love
They talk about you, they tell of pain
They talk about you

The beds we quickly unmade
The janitor who took pity on me
The things we silently said to each other
Still talk about you

The clumsy heart that won't calm down
The unease that doesn't want to leave
The tones of defeat in my words
Still talk about you