Silla de Mimbre
Ultraligera
Wicker Chair
Like looking at the sea
For the last time
In your wicker chair
You let yourself fall
Tell me what you want to do
The boats were sailing
And my mind was too
Like when I was a kid
It burned my forehead
And underneath, the imagination
Tell me what you've lost on the horizon
That you haven't stopped looking at there
Not for a second, and besides
As time has passed
Time has made me doubt
If you're like the waves
That you don't know if they're coming or going
If they're coming or going, eh
If they're going or coming
If they're coming or going, eh
Coming or going
Looking at the sea
What comes next
When the afternoon passes
And you don't know what to do
When you don't know what to do
The boats were sailing
And my mind was too
Like when I give up
And can't find the words
Or the way to tell you
Tell me what you've lost on the horizon
That you haven't stopped looking at there
Not for a second, and besides
As time has passed
Time has made me doubt
If you're like the waves
That you don't know if they're coming or going
If they're coming or going, eh
If they're going or coming
If they're coming or going, eh
As time has passed
Time has made me doubt
If you're like the waves
That you don't know if they're coming or going
If they're coming or going, eh
If they're going or coming
If they're coming or going, eh
Tell me what you've lost on the horizon
