Quisiera ser

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Quisiera ser

 

Quisiera ser el dueño
Del pacto de tu boca
Quisiera ser el verbo al que no invitas
A la fiesta de tu voz

¿Te has preguntado alguna vez, di la verdad
Si siente el viento
Debajo de tu ropa
Cuando te bañas en el mar desnuda
Y te acaricia el cuerpo?
Y en la fiesta de tu piel
¿Se sentirán la sal, las olas
Se sentirá la arena?
Me da pena

(Coro)
Quisiera ser el aire
Que escapa de tu risa
Quisiera ser la sal
Para escocerte en tus heridas
Quisiera ser la sangre
Que envuelves con tu vida
Quisiera ser el sueño
Que jamás compartirías
Y el jardín de tu alegría
Y la fiesta de tu piel

Son de esos besos que ni frio, ni calor
Pero si son de tu boca
También los quiero yo

Quisiera ser sincero
Apuesto a que te pierdo
En esta frase solo pido tu perdón
¿Por qué no escribo algo mejor? Ay, yo no sé

Te has preguntado alguna vez, por preguntar
¿Qué es lo que quiero?
¿Por qué motivo he dibujado el aire
Que juagaba a ser silencio?
Si en realidad te entiendo
O solo nos queremos
Y si a la noche como a mí, le duele
Tanto desear de lejos

¿Se sentirán la sal, las olas
Se sentirá la arena?
Me da pena

(Coro)

Son de esos besos que ni frio, ni calor
Pero si son de tu boca
También los quiero yo

(Coro)

Quisiera ser el aire
Que escapa de tu risa
Quisiera ser la sal
Para escocerte en tus heridas
Quisiera ser la sangre
Que envuelves con tu vida
Si quieres ser el aire
Yo te invito, niña, a mi camisa
Mi camisa

(De tu alegría
Y la fiesta de tu piel)

(Coro)

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English

Quisiera ser

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I wanted to be the owner of the pact of your mouth
I want to be the verb that you don't invite
to the party of your voice

tell me the true, are you ever ask yourself
if you feel the wind under your clothes
when you bathe in the sea naked
and caresse your body, in the party of your skin

Will you feel the salt, the waves, will you feel the sand
makes me feel sorrow...

I wanted to be the air escapping from your laughter
I wanted to be the salt to smart your wounds
I wanted to be the blood that you involve with your life
I wanted to be the dream that you'd never share
and the garden of your joy in the party of your skin

There are those indifferent kisses
but if they are from your mouth I also I want them all

I wanted to be sincere,
I bet I'm loosing you
with this single phrase I'm just asking your pardon
I don't know why I don't write something better....

have you ever asked me, just for knowing,
what is what I want to.
what is the season I have drawn on the air
that play to be silence
if I really understand you or just we love each other
and if the night, like me, feel so pain
to desire from far away

Will you feel the salt, the waves, will you feel the sand
makes me feel sorrow...

I wanted to be the air escaping from your laughter
I wanted to be the salt to smart your wounds
I wanted to be the blood that you involve with your life
I wanted to be the dream that you'd never share
and the garden of your joy in the party of your skin

There are those indifferent kisses
but if they are from your mouth I also I want them all

I wanted to be the air escaping from your laughter
I wanted to be the salt to smart your wounds
I wanted to be the blood that you envolve with your life
I wanted to be the dream that you never share
and the garden of your joy in the party of your skin

I wanted to be the air escaping from your laughter
I wanted to be the salt to smart your wounds
I wanted to be the blood that you involve with your life
I you want to the air, baby I invite you to my shirt
my shirt of your joy and the party of your skin, no, no.no

I wanted to be the air escaping from your laghter

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