Luz (en ingles)


Light of the day
good morning
everything follows equal
silence
the walls
the old clothes that never die

Good new
bad new
everything follows equal
the news
the answers
the month that comes that never it arrives

Today, today, today
today, today, today
the clouds, my love
they are not of the sky

It changes the day
it changes the climate
everything follows equal
those that travel
those that return
the mind suffers and the body hurts

Light at night
good night
everything follows equal
the moments
the memories
these so near which I think

Today, today, today
today, today, today
the clouds, my love
they are not of the sky..