Como Jardin de Fuego
Los Nocheros
Like a Garden of Fire
On a bed of air
I wanted to lay her down
But the cloud mattress started to fly
And on a mattress of stars, we had to love
She threw her blouse over her pants
And between one garment and another, all the heart
The loneliness of the world
Was the temptation
Like a garden of fire
She had the skin
And to the zeal of my body
She burned her role
And the sky seemed
Honey fires
Chorus:
The hands of the eyes
Again and again
Undress the memory and dress it afterwards
And you keep being mine from head to toe
Her mouth was a cell
Mine a prison
And a cage without punishment was the perdition
The prison of forgetfulness keeps the passion
Accomplices of destiny, love's convicts
Guilty of the night, the kiss and the flower
Each one now has the same pain
Sometimes they are wounds
As a saying goes
If loves are dreams
Maybe they will come true...
It's better if they are forgotten
Because they are no longer there.
