Pregúntame

If you were to go to the sea, I would run there to avoid crying.
If you laugh again, you fill the spring as if I were to jump.
But you know well that now I can withstand a storm.

Take advantage of me, tell me it's not too late to make up for it.
Feel in my being bringing back memories of moments
that are not very faithful.
You know well that now I can withstand a storm.

Ask me why I sow promises in pots doomed
to the cruelest winter.
Ask me why I let others stumble upon my
desire to fly.

If I follow you again, look at me slowly in case I want to walk.
If you lie again, maybe I'll stay still to avoid thinking.
Because you know well that now I can withstand a storm.

Ask me why I sow promises in pots doomed
to the cruelest winter.
Ask me if I would like to forget you among the kisses
of people who touched my skin.
Ask me if I wish one night for you to stumble upon your
own heart.
Ask me if it's possible for me to feel you in some other desire,
just ask me.

Ask me why I sow promises in pots doomed
to the cruelest winter.
Ask me if I would like to forget you among the kisses
of people who touched my skin.
Ask me if I wish one night for you to stumble upon your
own heart.
Ask me if it's possible for me to feel you in some other desire,
just ask me.