El roce de tu cuerpo
Platero Y Tu
The touch of your body
The afternoon catches you in your room again
The phone doesn't ring and you know why
Empty beers in your room
The full ashtray smokes in a corner
Surely she is alone too
Lying on the bed not knowing what to do
I don't know how the argument started
Or who should apologize now
And I think I'll die, if I don't feel the touch of your body next to me, I remember your lips
And those eyes that almost hurt to look at
While the radio bores with a song
I look at that photo and feel worse
And I don't know what could have happened
What was fine, now is terrible
Surely she is alone too
Lying on the bed not knowing what to do
I don't know how the argument started
Or who should apologize now
And I think I'll die, if I don't feel the touch of your body next to me, I remember your lips
And those eyes that almost hurt to look at
