Sábados blancos

We’re quiet on wires, in cans, in a neighborhood
We left a yard with leaves in the other winter
We spoke words, stories that didn’t know us
We soaked the patch, the rug, and the corner of the nest

We wanted to see love, we wanted to touch it
And make it last for hours, for days,
Of white Saturdays and get lost again
Right there in the city

The faces of all the people we passed
The sea that put that wound in our eyes
The edge of possible deaths, a hit to the head
Life, the round stones, the place we liked.

We wanted to see love, we wanted to touch it
And make it last for hours, for days,
Of white Saturdays and get lost again
Right there in the city.

Blood in the afternoon, white in the heart
And even if nothing is eternal, let’s have the party anyway
And we’re gonna get drunk, we’re gonna blow it up
Tonight, my love.

We wanted to see love, we wanted to touch it
And make it last for hours, for days,
Of white Saturdays and get lost again
Right there in the city.