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The plot and the ending
I'm walking in Madrid with you by my side,
my hand on your waist
copying your hand on this waist of mine
walking slowly, almost yawning,
almost kissing the streets with our steps
as if we had nothing to do, but to pat sidewalks
and perhaps, without planning it
you just went for it and
I saw you changed your pace
until it was on phase
with my own pace
go and come, follow and lead, give and take,
getting in and out of phase.
Loving the plot more than the ending
Loving the plot more than the ending
it was a tiny jump
discreet,
just a minimum change of rhythm,
a slightly change of pace
and two strings that resonate with the same number
in different sides,
or the exact pace of two soldiers
like two intermittent lights
suddenly, synchronized
two distracted pedestrians
of sadness, they have made the hourglass stopped,
it shattered,
and now they are just following the wind's direction
go and come, follow and lead, give and take,
getting in and out of phase.
Loving the plot more than the ending
Loving the plot more than the ending
Going around like a Éric Rohmer's film
waiting for nothing to happen
Loving the plot more than the ending
Loving the plot more than the ending
I saw you changed your pace
until it was on phase
with my own pace
Loving the plot more than the ending
Loving the plot more than the ending
I'm walking in Madrid with you by my side.
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Jorge Drexler: Top 3
| 1. | Tocarte |
| 2. | Todo se transforma |
| 3. | Al otro lado del río |
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