La Buena Sombra

From the calm sea, the peace it throws
From the burning Sun, the good shadow
From the lies, knowing in time
Who is true, who is pure fiction

From defeat, feet on the ground
From the accident, the good memory
From the visits of those who were
Good friends in bad times
From those battles, winning the war
From the wounds, my strength

For every castaway, a sea
For every storm, the remaining calm
For every handful of lime
Feet in the sand, your body on the ground

For every castaway, a sea
For every storm, the remaining calm
For every handful of lime
Feet in the sand, your body on the ground

From the emergency in needing each other
And being better when we return
From the breakup, new paths
Of aging like good wine
Knowing better, being well loved

From the distance, missing
From remembering, not being so far
From not forgetting, having memory
To keep what matters to me
From madness, sex

For every Moon there is a Sun of life
For every winter, the warmth of a summer in sight

For every Moon there is a Sun of life
For every winter, the warmth of a summer in sight

For every castaway, a sea
For every storm, the remaining calm
For every handful of lime
Feet in the sand, your body on the ground

For every castaway, a sea
For every storm, the remaining calm
For every handful of lime
Feet in the sand, your body on the ground