More songs by Andrés Suárez
Description
Arranger, Producer: Alfonso Pérez
Piano: Alfonso Pérez
Acoustic Guitar: Andrés Suárez
Vocals: Andrés Suárez
Masterer: Frank Arkwright
Electric Guitar: José Barragán
Assistant Engineer: José Dalama
Percussion: Luis Dulzaides
Bass: Luis Miguel Baladrón
Acoustic Guitar: Pau Figueres
Spanish Guitar: Pau Figueres
Arranger, Mixer, Producer: Peter Walsh
Unknown: Peter Walsh
Additional Keyboards: Peter Walsh
Organ: Peter Walsh
Assistant Engineer: Rubén Vispe
Assistant Engineer: Vicente Cano
Writer: Andrés Suárez
Lyrics and translation
Original
She is the word that poets cannot find.
Thirst for sacred water, noble companion.
She, the sentence that prisoners dream of.
I love her so much, I became spring.
And if he gave me a kiss, I would invent religion.
If he undresses, I become a crane and fly slowly.
If she whispers, I try to make the moon become the sun.
If you ask me, I will give you my heart.
This is the first time I've said something worthwhile.
Or better I keep quiet and look at her so much, so much, that I even think she came down from heaven, that she's not from this side.
And this song was born to me and my shell opened and what is inside is only a cloak without its star.
And if you are born so beautiful, who doesn't lose their reason?
When I look at her I feel good and if she gave me a kiss I would change my religion.
If he undresses, I become a crane and fly slowly.
If she whispers, I try to make the moon become the sun.
If you ask me, I'll give you my song.
English translation
She is the word that poets cannot find.
Thirst for sacred water, noble companion.
She, the sentence that prisoners dream of.
I love her so much, I became spring.
And if he gave me a kiss, I would invent religion.
If he undresses, I become a crane and fly slowly.
If she whispers, I try to make the moon become the sun.
If you ask me, I will give you my heart.
This is the first time I've said something worthwhile.
Or better I keep quiet and look at her so much, so much, that I even think she came down from heaven, that she's not from this side.
And this song was born to me and my shell opened and what is inside is only a cloak without its star.
And if you are born so beautiful, who doesn't lose their reason?
When I look at her I feel good and if she gave me a kiss I would change my religion.
If he undresses, I become a crane and fly slowly.
If she whispers, I try to make the moon become the sun.
If you ask me, I'll give you my song.