The night accomplice but of a thousand and a histories
the night in that I saw you, you records in my memory
San Juan‘s night where they burn the memories
that night was your magic who converted, my secrets in your kisses
The night in that your hands opened all the doors
the night in that your fingers made direct the path
San Juan‘s night where they burn the memories
that night was your mother who converted, my secrets in your kisses
that night was your magic who converted, my secrets in your kisses....