Besedila: Diablos Negros. De Mil Maneras. Hojas Secas.

I am surrounded by a feeling that sometimes makes me remember
And with time I have begun to feel myself
Chained and with no hope of freedom

Last night I was reminiscing our first kiss
I remember your lips were shaking
Your hands held to my back
I don't want to forget; I wish I could go back

I dreamed of watching you, holding me but the fog and storm separated us
It was just a dream and I can't fight that
But I wake up and it still feels the same

Give me only one night and you will feel
My love and more
Under the full moon it will happen
Over dried leaves

And we will unite all, making love
Without past or future
The only thing that matters is the moment
Nothing else exists
There will be a place and time to talk

(Thanks to Alejandro for these lyrics)