Supongo que tú y yo nos encontraremos que
tal vez ni nos demos cuenta
tal vez suceda sin prisa y sin viento en algún lugar de ayer
Presiento que tú y yo nos encontraremos y
tal vez nos parezca extraño
con la ilusión sin prisa y sin voz, sin pasos que recorrer
Todas las canciones, todas las palabras vienen y bailan
con el sonido que hace el viento cuando se acerca a tu boca y tu piel
mírame un instante, toca este silencio que ya se apaga
y abraza el aire que se vuelve cielo dentro de tu aliento y mi sed
es el aire el que se vuelve cielo dentro de mi sed
Supongo que tú y yo nos encontraremos que
talvez ni nos demos cuenta
tal vez suceda de prisa y con viento en algún nuevo lugar
Presiento que tú y yo nos encontraremos y
tal vez nos parezca extraño
con la ilusión sin prisa y sin voz, con sueños por empezar
Todas las Palabras (All the Words)
I suppose that you and I will eventually meet
And perhaps without even noticing
Perhaps it will happen without rush and without wind
In some place from yesterday
I feel that you and I will meet and it might be strange
With the hope, without rush and without voice,
Without any footsteps to follow
All song, all words, come and dance
With the sound the wind makes
When approaching your mouth and your skin
Look at me for an instant
Touch this silence that is ending
And embrace the air turning into sky
Inside your breath and my thirst
It is the air that becomes the sky into my thirst
I suppose that you and I will eventually meet,
We might not even notice
Maybe it will happen quickly
And with wind in some new place
I feel that you and I will meet and it might be strange
With the hope, without rush, without voice,
With dreams to begin
All song, all words, come and dance
With the sound the wind makes
When approaching your mouth and your skin
Look at me for an instant
Touch this silence that is ending
And embrace the air turning into sky
Inside your breath and my thirst
It is the air that becomes the sky into my thirst
