Hierbas De Asia

Knowing things that no one knows
Wander with you, dizzy ones

The wind brought you and I loved you like a child
That's not a big deal, but something needs to be written

Asian herbs with a thousand aromas
Mixed in them I still wait for you
Like a clumsy and absurd chess king
Another gray Sunday afternoon dies

All I do is love you
Oh-oh-oh

I have wasted my time, sunk in vile prose
Unlikely and benign, the myths of yesterday return
I have wasted the time I spent away from you

As the rain falls by candlelight
I read your old letters, my old songs
They are soft winters, lost forever
Laughter that died with the icy wind

The dark animal inside me returns
To graze in the radiant blue of yesterday
The song that made us fall in love is back
And the Moroccan night of your kisses

Let me smell on your skin everything I lost
Oh-oh-oh

I have wasted my time sunk in vile prose
Unlikely and benign, the myths of yesterday return
Oh-oh-oh

I have wasted the time I spent away from you
Knowing things that no one knows
To err with you, "dizzy"
Vile prose of life, dirty efficiency
Let your dreams erase you, crazy and free