Sólo Niebla Sobre El Agua

I see her before turning around
Immersed in myself, I remember
Standing on the water
A magical carpet at her feet
I toss a coin in the air
I search in the sand for what's true
Magnetic image
In the visions of her eyes I found

Re-crazy lost memory

I see her before turning around
Among the dry sand, face about to fall
The moon so silvery
Broken glass beneath my feet

Memory, crazy lost

Just fog, over the water
Just fog, over the water