Tengo La Piel Cansada de La Tarde
Piero
I'm Tired of the Afternoon Skin
I have tired skin
From the gray afternoon, so gray
I keep, I keep the greens
Greens from your forest
I go with dry branches to find you
Then I come to you
Like the afternoon
Where is love
That walks wounded
Where, broken heart
I can remember myself
The sorrow, sorrow
Sorrow from your mouth
Where is love, where is love
The sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
Sorrow from your mouth
Where is love, where is love
When I am the day
And with my body in the air I go
I am, I am the morning of lonely blues
Whenever I am, I look for your clear eyes
Because I am who I am
And then I miss you
Where is love
That walks wounded, where
Where, broken heart
I can remember myself
The sorrow, sorrow
Sorrow from your mouth
Where is love, where is love
The sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
Sorrow from your mouth
Where is love, where is love
