Un día en el Parque
Love of Lesbian
A Day in the Park
It has been an unforgettable morning
like all those that happen in a park.
Could it be you? Could it be you?
Maybe the place doesn't matter and that's irrelevant.
If of all my delusions and stories
only yours has improved the plot,
could it be you? Could it be you?
Maybe the subject doesn't matter and that's irrelevant.
Now I hide and watch you and I can tell you:
I will kill monsters for you,
you just have to let me know.
Some time ago I jumped and fell right here.
Those endless safaris
disappeared without warning.
Today I have noticed it again,
each cloud is a plan,
it transforms as it travels
and it doesn't weigh and it goes away.
We are clouds, nothing more.
Like leaves dancing in the wind,
that's how time will lift us and make us roll
and roll and roll and roll and roll...
Like leaves dancing in the wind,
that's how time will pick you up
and make you roll
and roll and roll and roll and roll...
Like leaves dancing in the wind,
that's how time will pick you up
and make you roll
and roll and roll and roll and roll...
Like leaves dancing in the wind,
that's how time will pick you up
and make you roll
and roll and roll and roll and roll...
There is never an end, there is no end,
it's not true, it's true.
There is never an end, there is no end,
it's not true, it's true.
