Pensando en ti

Today, Monday, February first
With a mostly clear sky
14 degrees, sunny
And a little sea breeze

I, Don Juan Gomez, from Malaga
By trade a puppeteer
Of legal age, almost single
And with a cheerful heart

I confess, without a specific reason
That I'm thinking of you

Today it's no longer a secret
That I've named the day after you
You might not be surprised
Since your name is now my alphabet

If you ask my mouth
It only knows how to talk about yours
And sings a wet hallelujah
When it meets mine

So, the hours keep passing by
And I'm thinking of you

The soundtrack of your sway plays
Today they’re showing the remake of your movie
You're in every station and every frying pan
I miss you in this ridiculous way

With your face always in the middle, I learn to live
You’re already part of this decor
I don’t know if you see what I’m trying to say
That it’s almost morning and out of control

I'm thinking of you
I'm thinking of you
I'm thinking of you
Thinking of you