La Ciudad Del Viento

There's a street that bears your name
in the windy city
after so much time
I got tired of waiting for you
and the sign fell down
End of the season
for all the lovers of the stolen
all the phones waiting for your call
are burning
I'm an accidental vacationer
in the windy city
I climb the mountain hidden behind the flight of your skirt
I have in my memory the structure of the wrong lips
and another of the shapes that appear on the maps you draw
when you undress...
I find you in all places
I feel like just another inhabitant
in the windy city
There's a street that bears your name
but I don't remember
after that winter
I tried to find you in the cafes by the port
End of the season
for the singers and the waiters
toll the bells
and the caravans
left the town
I find you in all places
I feel like just another inhabitant
in the windy city