Celesta - Maga

Con esos ojitos me haría un paraguas

Que no me lloviera más que tus miradas

Mientras duermas sola en tu cama rala

Que no me despierten sino tus mañanas

…y yo sin ti no soy, no hay nada

Sin ti ya no, no habrá, no hay nada sin ti

Rozaste mi día con dedos de aguja

Con hebras de hilo, con veranos muertos

Y en ese día, tus historias grises y ciegas

Me enseñaron que cada segundo es una astilla

…y yo sin ti no soy, no hay nada

Sin ti ya no, no habrá, no hay nada sin ti

With those little eyes I would make an umbrella

That it didn't rain more than your looks

While you sleep alone in your thin bed

That they do not wake me up but your mornings

…and I am not without you, there is nothing

Without you no longer, there will be no, there is nothing without you

You touched my day with needle fingers

With strands of thread, with dead summers

And on that day, your gray and blind stories

They taught me that every second is a splinter

…and I am not without you, there is nothing

Without you no longer, there will be no, there is nothing without you