Camiseta de Rokanrol (part. Fito y Fitipaldis)

I start to write like it’s the first time
And all I think about is your name
I feel like it was yesterday again
And my heart responds

In the morning it’s rough
The afternoon’s a bit better
At night I feel it and dream of your scent
With your special taste, with your cold heat

With your rock and roll t-shirt
I come down from my own cloud
A moon that’s breaking
And a mystery that’s hiding

Where you left it hidden
Tonight I’ll find my fate
I don’t want to grow old
Without seeing you reflected in my mirror

But soon you’ll wear the dress
That you had on when we first met
I don’t want to grow old
Without seeing you reflected in my mirror

And I start to write again and don’t know what to say
'Cause all I think about is kissing you
It’s hard for me to start composing
If I can’t concentrate

Every morning’s the same
My alarm clock goes off
And everything spins, turning around me
With your special taste, with your cold heat

With your rock and roll t-shirt
I come down from my own cloud
A moon that’s breaking
And a mystery that’s hiding

Where you left it hidden
Tonight I’ll find my fate
I don’t want to grow old
Without seeing you reflected in my mirror

But soon you’ll wear the dress
That you had on when we first met
I don’t want to grow old
Without seeing you reflected in my mirror