Zulema - Saurom

Mira al sol y acaríciame

Resplandor que eclipsa al temor…

Nuestro amor no es cosa de dos

Mi jardín florece sin ti

Sabes que, esperándote

Puedo estar, una vida y más

Mi creador porta una obsesión

No elegí yo su religión…

Quiero mirarte, quiero besarte

Quiero buscarte por todas partes

Quiero cuidarte, quiero ayudarte

Quiero arroparte entre mis brazos

No salga el sol, matices negros

Tu piel no está, si tu recuerdo

Cristales, tintados, con sangre de celos

Martirio, con velo, nostalgia, sin miedo

Los cuervos graznan, mi luz se apoca

Mis lágrimas conservan tu rabia

Muerte que nace, un río que brota

La fuente aguarda tu vil derrota

No salga el sol, matices negros

Tu piel no está, si tu recuerdo

Cristales, tintados, con sangre de celos

Martirio, con velo, nostalgia, sin miedo

Look at the sun and caress me

Radiance that eclipses fear…

Our love is not a matter of two

my garden blooms without you

You know what, waiting for you

I can be, a life and more

My creator carries an obsession

I did not choose his religion from him...

I want to look at you, I want to kiss you

I want to look for you everywhere

I want to take care of you, I want to help you

I want to wrap you in my arms

Keep the sun out, black shades

Your skin is not, if your memory

Crystals, tinted, with jealousy blood

Martyrdom, veiled, nostalgia, without fear

The ravens caw, my light dimmed

My tears keep your rage

Death that is born, a river that gushes

The fountain awaits your vile defeat

Keep the sun out, black shades

Your skin is not, if your memory

Crystals, tinted, with jealousy blood

Martyrdom, veiled, nostalgia, without fear