La Canción De Las Simples Cosas
Diego El Cigala
The Song of Simple Things
You say goodbye without a thought
To little things
Just like a tree
In autumn, it dies for its leaves
In the end, sadness is the slow death
Of simple things
Those simple things that keep hurting
In the heart
You always return to the old places
Where you loved life
And then you realize how absent
The cherished things are
So, kid, don’t leave now
Dreaming of coming back
Because love is simple
And simple things get devoured by time
Stay here in the bright light
Of this midday
Where you’ll find with bread and sun
The table set
So, kid, don’t leave now
Dreaming of coming back
Because love is simple
And simple things get devoured by time
Stay here in the bright light
Of this midday
Where you’ll find with bread and sun
The table set
So, kid, don’t leave now
Dreaming of coming back
Because love is simple
And simple things get devoured by time
Because love is simple
And simple things get devoured by time
