These clouds that settle
over the sky of Madrid
sad cry and flying
change the blue white
spread to you.
The rain wets it all,
the streets we walked
names I reviewed the song
share what they never told you.
Walking, I wonder,
no umbrella, unarmed,
if rain soaks me
es la que te está empapando.
Los minutos de te nidos
los recuerdos del a yer
cualquier verso recitado
sin ayuda de un papel
todo acabará m o jado
hasta que te vuelva a ver.
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