Walking On My Blue Side. ''paseando Por Mi Melancolía''
In that loving place
where I was borne and I grew up.
Where mysterys
arose at the begining of my life.
In that precise moment
the music clung to my heart.
Books I left away
they were the learning of my youth
Walking with you on my blue side.
Walking with you on my own tonight.
Walking with you on my missing days.
In those time gone by
I painted all my yerterdays,
places I conceived
and thinks that I have observed.
Girls that I loved
Still they´re crawling on my skin.
Years I spent
I´m writting in my note pad.
