Derroche
Lupita D'Alessio
Extravagance
The suspended wind-up clock
The disconnected phone
A table, two glasses of wine
And the night got out of hand
A pink light we imagined
We started by tasting the wine
With just a look, we said it all
And the night got out of hand
If I could count
Everything I felt
There wasn't a place
That I didn't wander from you
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
So much madness
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
So much madness
May this night not end
Nor this April moon
To enter the sky
It's not necessary to die
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
So much madness
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
So much madness
We seemed like two irrational beings
Who were going to die tomorrow
We squandered, nothing mattered
The reserves of the springs
We seemed like two irrational beings
Who were going to die tomorrow
If I could count
Everything I felt
There wasn't a place
That I didn't wander from you
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
So much madness
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
So much madness
May this night not end
Nor this April moon
To enter the sky
It's not necessary to die
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
So much madness
Kisses, tenderness
What an extravagance of love
So much madness
Kisses, tenderness
