Nacho Cano

Two Concentric circles
turning slowly to the sea
found the body floating
in the water silently.

You are like the sun
and i restless as the moon
i rise and fall
in rhythm to your voice
your voice, your voice,
the poison burns so sweetly

Estrbillo:

In the sky they've cooked a potion
thrown a line and hooked my emotions
reeled them in and taken then apart
like all affairs of the heart

You have woven threads of passion
round my heart and started a fashion
in the end the fabric falls apart
like all affairs of the heart

With the footsteps of the thief
who steals without a sound
you have taken all the golden apples
you have found

In the mind of woman
there is no confidence
and the mind of man
only the skin,
the skin, the skin,
your touch can burn so sweetly.

Estribillo

Estribillo

Estribillo