Convergencia
Miguelito Cuní
Convergence
Pink dawn in the morning
Melodic note that the violin moaned
Novelistic insomnia where love lived
That's how you are, woman
Beginning and end of the illusion
That's how you are in my heart
That's how you go as inspiration
Wood of a ship that shipwrecked
Rolling stone, on itself
Suffering soul wandering alone
From beaches, waves, that's how I am
The straight line that converged
Why yours lived its final
Pink dawn in the morning
Melodic note that the violin moaned
Novelistic insomnia where love lived
That's how you are, woman
Beginning and end of the illusion
That's how you are in my heart
That's how you go as inspiration
Wood of a ship that shipwrecked
Rolling stone, on itself
Suffering soul wandering alone
From beaches, waves, that's how I am
The straight line that converged
Why yours lived its final
