My friend, I know, you only live by him,
He knows it too, but he does not see you
Like me, plead with my mouth to say
who has confessed me between drinks
what is with your skin who dreams of night
and that goes crazy with each button that
you unzip thinking about his hands.
He has not seen you tremble, waiting
a word, some gesture a hug.
He does not see you as I sigh,
with eyes wide open,
listen to me name him.
Oh, my friend! I know it and he too.
My friend, I do not know what to say,
nor what to do to see you happy.
I wish I could command in the soul or in freedom,
what is it that he needs,
fill your pockets with won wars,
of dreams and renewed illusions.
I want to give you a poetry;
You think I'm giving the news.
My friend, hopefully one day listening to my song,
Suddenly, understand that what I never wanted was to tell your story
because it could be moving.
but, sorry, my friend,
it is not intelligence or wisdom;
This is my way of saying things.
It's not that it's my job, it's that it's my language.
(chorus): My friend, princess of an infinite story,
my friend, I just want you to count on me,
my friend, to see if one of these days,
I finally learn to speak
without having to make so many detours,
that all this history matters to me
because you are my friend (ouohh)
My friend, I know, you only live by him,
He knows it too, but he does not see you
Like me, plead with my mouth to say
who has confessed me between drinks
what is with your skin who dreams of night
My friend, I do not know what to say,
nor what to do to see you happy.
I wish I could command in the soul or in freedom,
what is it that he needs,
fill your pockets with won wars,
of dreams and renewed illusions.
I want to give you a poetry;
You think I'm giving the news.
My friend, princess of an infinite story
my friend, I just want you to tell me
my friend, to see if one of these days,
I finally learn to speak
without having to make so many detours,
that all this history matters to me
because you are my friend (no no no)
My friend, princess of an infinite story
my friend, I just want you to tell me
my friend, to see if one of these days,
I finally learn to speak
without having to make so many detours,
that all this history matters to me
because you are my friend
Only among all we can make this a better place :)