Because I know that souls come together
and that bodies in life cross
because life is so mysterious
I want you to know that I do not think about anything else
and in your little mouth, your laughter and your hair
and your little kisses that pray in my creed
that you, woman, have been taking me
in a collapse that paints in a heart attack.
And I, without freedom
loading the chains of loneliness
and you, without more or more
that you will never call.
Chorus:
Skinny to the bone, I live in agony
this is not cured with penicillin
I have bathed everything, in holy water
and I have put candles to Santa Sofia
I'm a psychiatrist
an invertebrate without anatomy
a half thing, a cold thing
If you do not come back, life goes away.
Because my prayers do not reach heaven
and my promises are sticks of a blind man
because I'm not a matador or a bullfighter
I want you to know, baby, I can not
with that grief that is like a sword
that has left me cut in two slices
and that days do not give a damn
and what comes without you I do not want it.
And I, without freedom
loading the chains of loneliness
and you, without more or more
that you will never call.
Chorus.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)