Con La Musica En La Radio

Sit here, on the floor like this
In this room that we will paint
Happy to not want anything else
Tell me yes, you're here on an altar
Just made of planks, with bread to share
Come, you can come closer
And let me be more
Be your mouth between mine.. I would never move away

And dance barefoot with the music on the radio
Louder as years go by
In this house that breathes in every corner
Let's make this a symbol

We will also have pains sometimes
Without knowing how to avoid them, but to face them, what does it matter
They will be solved, simply by overcoming
The neglect of time dancing you and I slowly
With feeling as I already feel

Your gaze will shine, with total impunity
Poor or rich, what does it matter.. it will not be consumed

And dance barefoot with the music on the radio
Louder as years go by
In this house in which I love in every corner
Because I identify myself..
Accompany me, and never leave me alone, not for a moment, don't do it or I will die...