As de Corazanes

I, a simple wanderer
Spent nights counting stars
With no more worries than if it rained
With no more worries than if the sun came out

You, a wandering prince
Who captivated me like a magician
You drew an ace of hearts
And played dirty with love

You and I
What a perverse way to love
What memories were left behind
Your love was a shooting star
The wanderer stopped dreaming
About the forbidden and deadly fruit

Now that my life has changed
One bad day, I run into you again
And how I want to hug you and kiss you again

I, a fugitive in the city
Prisoner of these yearnings to love
And the asphalt that burns me, burns me when I look