Como el Sol

The song seems to glow from within - like the sun refusing to set, just to avoid giving way to the night. It has this stubborn, almost childlike desire to hold onto the light, preserve the warmth, not let go of the one who is about to disappear over the horizon. Everything sounds with a soft passion and a light sense of doom: it's like you know you'll lose, but you keep trying to convince the moon to come out during the day - maybe the world will be wrong and night won't fall. A little naive, a little crazy, but painfully alive.