The night wrath without nostalgia haste.
There will be to be a tango our wound.
A bloody accordion nuestas souls.
We will be tonight all the day. It returns to me.
Ámame without light. In our blue alcove.
Where there was no sun for us.
Ciégame.
It kills my heart. In our blue alcove. My Love.
Basic Translation using Alta Vista.
Truely is a moving song I suggest everyone give a listen.
The night wrath without nostalgia haste. There will be to be a tango our wound. A bloody accordion nuestas souls. We will be tonight all the day. It returns to me. Ámame without light. In our blue alcove. Where there was no sun for us. Ciégame. It kills my heart. In our blue alcove. My Love.
Basic Translation using Alta Vista.
Truely is a moving song I suggest everyone give a listen.