Más Suerte
Second
More Luck
The dust accumulates
The stupidities grow
Scraps of tenderness
The ones you gave me.
I've always looked at it
From the other shore
Agreements so accurate
Whole burned down.
After each attempt
We were left hungry
We left slowly
Saying I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
Maybe I'll have better luck
And they'll give me another life
In which I can meet you
More thoroughly
And I can whisper to you
Polishing the details
Looking for the flavors
Maybe I'll have better luck
Silences that came
Fell suddenly
Songs that hurt me
Deep down to death.
After each attempt
We were left hungry
Saying I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...
Maybe I'll have better luck
And they'll give me another life
In which I can meet you
More thoroughly
And I can whisper to you
Polishing the details
Looking for the flavors
Maybe I'll have better luck
And I can whisper to you...
