Septiembre En Tu Piel
Trío Los Indianos
September On Your Skin
It was when love kept the summer awake
Plucking the flower of your skin in my hands
You were like the Sun that growing is spread in the blood
Unfolded in light, like a bird finally giving its destiny
You were the song that love borrowed the caress
Simply you, only you, naming love
When you come back to me and the scent that dwells in your skin
Reveals the jasmine intoxicating my hands with you
It will then maybe be the moment to walk love
And the nostalgic yesterday of September on your skin, turns into a song for me
When you come back to me
How to name the summer of your skin
The color of your eyes that day
That spike of light, that caress
That green maybe, that moistened a distance as long as tears
How to name your skin that emitted
An imperceptible jasmine scent
Where the caress remained trembling
Like a bird remained, like a whisper
How to name September without naming you
