No ultimo lugar do mundo

I have plenty of sunlight in the fields
I have plenty of empty light
I have plenty of desire
I have plenty of spring water
In my Neruda book
If I don’t have your lips for a kiss
I have it all

I have plenty of sad reasons
I have plenty of music and nostalgia
I have plenty of days in every week
And it’s just me
If a tear is left over
Let it fall from your gaze

There in the last place in the world
Beyond that mountain range
I would hide the words
If by chance you don’t want me
There in the last place in the world
In every land that exists
I would spill my tears
So I wouldn’t lose sight of you

I have plenty of the journey
I have plenty of the trip to go and come back
I have plenty of the wind, also my gaze and the sixth
sense
If I have a life that you don’t live
I have it all