Otra Piel

The wind knows who I am
He knows where I'm going
The blessing of flying
I return home, I return to you

If we coincide in skin
If we know each other so well
Dreaming of someone the same
It's useless to try

It was a desert without you
I was painting the sun
I don't want to think anymore
About searching in another skin
Waking up in another skin
Drawing on another skin

On the longest road
I spotted the shortcuts
I don't want to go back
To searching in another skin
Waking up in another skin
Listening in another skin
Dying in another skin
Remembering you in another skin
Ignoring you in another skin
Finding you again in another skin
Searching for you in another skin
Searching for you in another skin