Morir Y Renacer
Natalia Lafourcade
To Die and Be Reborn
Once I stole a star on top of a white mountain
I gave it to the sad night
To enrich its cloak and its love,
Only embraced by me.
Another time I stole from the lakes
The depth within their waters
I gave it to your little eyes, that no longer look at me
That no longer seek me and yet I will still want
A bewitching guitar will sing that,
Always speaks to me of loves that,
Only make me feel more alive.
A current will sing that flows in the river,
Always whispers and speaks to me of love,
That makes one die and be reborn.
Once I stole your kisses
In the heights of a white sky,
I offered them to your little eyes,
To leave the mark of my love,
My voice and my dreaming.
A bewitching guitar will sing that,
Always speaks to me of loves that,
Only make me feel more alive.
A current will sing that flows in the river,
Always whispers and speaks to me of love,
That makes one die and be reborn.
