This girl arrives from the south
(She) came to my farm pale and blue
Predictions lured from my life
Won all the battles of the war
What kind of conjectures
Radiate the winter floors
It's not another ghost?
Are you my real love?
Or am I wrong?
I can't see you laugh anymore
With your tender jokes like before
I can't feel my face anymore
Or your arms on me like before
Or am I wrong?
Wish I had the paradoxes and predictions
On my heart to understand
'Cause I'm jealous of the air that crosses
Oceans with the will to see you smile
Wish I had the paradoxes and predictions
On my heart to understand
'Cause I'm jealous of the air that crosses
Oceans with the will to see you smile
But all the crimson of the sky
Took up the biggest of desires
But all the crimson of the sky
Took up the biggest of desires
The Arrebol
And all that you are fighting for
Will always have portraits at home
Wish I had the paradoxes and predictions
On my heart to understand
'Cause I'm jealous of the air that crosses
Oceans with the will to see you smile
Wish I had the paradoxes and predictions
On my heart to understand
'Cause I'm jealous of the air that crosses
Oceans with the will to see you smile
But all the crimson of the sky
Took up the biggest of desires
But all the crimson of the sky
Took up the biggest of desires