Convénceme

Convince me that the week,
With you, has two Sundays
And that the night is young
Even though it's early morning
Convince me that there's no need
To rush to the office
Or today, late at night, I want to fall asleep
Convince me that there's no routine

Tell me that the moon is red
That its cheeks are made of cheese
And that rainbows are sold
Imported and that's true
That the sky ran out of water
And the water moved to the desert
Tell me, my love, that all of this
Ends in a fairy tale ending

Convince me to be happy
Convince me
Convince me not to die
Convince me
That happiness
And fulfillment are not the same
As a moment between us
As a life without your love

Months with five weeks
And years with four Februarys
Making Augusts on your skin
A Saturday in January
That the dream stayed awake
And the rose dressed in pearls
Tell me, my love, that all of this
Ends in a fairy tale ending

Convince me to be happy
Convince me
Convince me not to die
Convince me
That happiness
And fulfillment are not the same
As a moment between us
As a life without your love

Being without you
Bound by chains
I would live loving
In slavery oooohhhhh

Convince me to be happy
Convince me
Convince me not to die
Convince me
That happiness
And fulfillment are not the same
As a moment between us
As a life without your love

Convince me that heaven exists