Dentro De Ti

I won't say it was hell,
but it wasn't tender either
to get a little air and breathe.
Even though in winter
the humidity breaks the bones
and in summer the sun judges you mercilessly, oh!
Still I hate you and want you,
I love the blue of your sky,
even though sometimes it doesn't show its color.
And I, who carry written on my face
a thousand wars and one won,
which is being inside of you. (REPEAT)
And I will give well used the long passage of years
as long as I keep breathing when I wake up.
And your eyes that, in the light of day, uh!
pull me out of bed mercilessly.
Still I hate you and want you,
I love the blue of your sky,
even though sometimes it doesn't show its color.
And I, who carry written on my face
a thousand wars and one won,
which is being inside of you. (REPEAT)
And the cars, and the people, and the rain on the window,
they know well what it is to live in your city.
Avenues of giants, naked streets, without light.
The love of one and a thousand lives is you.
And I, who carry written on my face
a thousand wars and one won,
which is being inside of you. (REPEAT)