Sólo tus canciones
Daniela Herrero
Only your songs
What are you doing,
It's been some time,
I haven't heard from you, and I'm sorry.
Hey, call me someday,
Tell me nonsense
I loved it when you did.
And when I listen to our songs,
I don't see written solutions
I see the sorrows of the authors
which are ours,
which are ours.
Only your songs I seem to hear
they are our treasures at the bottom of the sea
owners of silence, soaked in your memory.
Only your songs I seem to hear
like every wave on the shore
they come for a moment
soaked in your memory, and then they go away.
Today, I'm sure you're not a tough guy
because your throat has my knot
You go, free and busy, to nowhere
Your gasoline runs out.
And although we are hurt by what they tell us,
there are times when they make us happy
composers, and hearts
they make them up
they make them up.
Only your songs I seem to hear
they are our treasures at the bottom of the sea
owners of silence, soaked in your memory
Only your songs I seem to hear
like every wave on the shore
they come for a moment
soaked in your memory, and then they go away.
Only your songs I seem to hear
they are our treasures at the bottom of the sea
owners of silence, soaked in your memory
Only your songs I seem to hear
like every wave on the shore
they come for a moment
soaked in your memory, and then they go away.
They go back
