Amada
Álvaro Henriquez
Beloved
Beloved
If you go up to see the ground
Tell me where the fires are
That have cost us our tears
I beg you
In case I ever give in
Don't reveal the secret
That we had between us
The dark shines and the white does not
The living rise but the dead do not
Beloved
If you come down to see the sky
Tell me where the fires go
That have burned our two souls
I told you with signs what I've been
And with words what I ask for today
You used to be the same
Now I'm more like you
You used to be the same
Now I'm more like you
