Flores en el rio
I no longer want caresses without skin
Nor kisses from yesterday, nor out of date hugs
I no longer want to search for an 'I love you'
In a lost-property cabinet
I no longer want to tremble in January
To die of cold in mid-summer
I no longer want to go away for a while
To wake up and fall into emptiness
I no longer want to lose my roots
To ask why I deserve it
Or get tangled in an endless dream
Where I should die and forget about you
I no longer want to think about living
And keep pulling off flower petals in the river
I no longer want to lose my roots
To ask why I deserve it
Or get tangled in an endless dream
Where I should die and forget about you
I no longer want to think about living
And keep pulling off flower petals in the river
Flowers in the river
Flowers in the river
Flowers in the river