Soledad
El Caribefunk
Solitude
Draws up walls like on paper
Lights up her name in stone and chisel
Draws her steps behind the glass
Obsessed with watching her soul
Little angels watching over her everywhere
Deep silence, a beast is hiding
Full moon fire, cry of brown skin
Let it out, let it out!
It's a cry to the sky from my soul (it's a cry to the sky from my soul)
Ignoring that you fill me with calm
That your hands give me the answer
To escape this solitude
Cold and sad
She never smiles but she's happy, Solitude loves her
Destroys all hope of dying
Lights and colors flicker in the sky
The party's on, a downpour falls
Drums sound in the early morning
Light the candle, her soul is alone
Little angels watching over her everywhere
Deep silence, a beast is hiding
Full moon fire, cry of brown skin
Let it out, let it out!
Cold and sad
She never smiles but she's happy, Solitude loves her
Destroys all hope of dying
It's a cry to the sky from my soul (it's a cry to the sky from my soul)
Ignoring that you fill me with calm
That your hands give me the answer
To escape this solitude
Cold and sad
She never smiles but she's happy, Solitude loves her
Destroys all hope of dying
