Todo Aquello Que Escribi
Francis Cabrel
Everything I Wrote
Now that everything sleeps between us
How crazy you are, how crazy I am
How alone in the end
Now that we are free from each other
All that's left for me to say
Is that everything I wrote
I did it with ink from your tears
Staring at you so much that I couldn't see you
And I forgot about your chains
And my own death
I dreamed of drinking freedom
All that's left for me to say
Is that everything I wrote
I did it with ink from your tears
And you'll still walk barefoot in my dreams
And you'll appear where
The white January sun appears
And if by chance I have to forget you
All that's left for me to say
Everything I wrote
Will be yours, will be ours
Now that everything sleeps between us
How crazy you are, how crazy I am
How alone in the end
Now that we are free from each other
All that's left for me to say
Is that everything I wrote
I did it with ink from your tears
