Como Hablar

If I were born again, if I started over,
I'd still search for you in my time machine.
It's fate that leads us and guides us,
it separates and unites us through life.
We said goodbye and years went by,
we met again on a Saturday night,
another country, another city, another life,
but the same feline gaze.
Sometimes I’d kill you, and other times I want to devour you,
your sea-green eyes.
How to talk, if every part of my mind is yours
and if I can't find the exact word, how to talk.
How to tell you that you've won me little by little,
you who came by chance, how to talk.
Like a firebird dying in your hands,
a piece of ice melting on your lips,
the radio keeps playing, the war is over,
but the bonfires haven’t gone out yet.
How to talk, if every part of my mind is yours,
and if I can't find the exact word, how to talk.
How to tell you that you've won me little by little,
you who came by chance, how to talk.
Sometimes I’d kill you and other times I want to devour you,
you're taking my life away, how to talk…