Letra Bailando con tu sombra (en inglés) - Abel Pintos
Who could love you like I love you, my love
Who asked who could love you like me
You always said it and you tied me to your skin
With bunches of kisses we listened
To the autumn rain in April
Fall on the zinc roofs
I have that Sunday nostalgia for it to rain
For a broken guitar, a rusty carousel
Ay Aleli, poor me
I undressed you to see what the sea was like
And the sea got tangled in my desires to fly
We went so far that we forgot to come back
We were brought by the angel, blinded by the dawn
And it rested at your feet
Like a Siamese kitten
I have that Sunday nostalgia for it to rain
For a broken guitar, a rusty carousel
Ay Aleli, poor me
Tonight I want us to dance again
The song that the wind sung to us yesterday
Hell will know what to do to accept
That I dance in my cell with your shadow, without stopping
How could I have killed
The one who made me dream
I have that Sunday nostalgia for it to rain
For a broken guitar, a rusty carousel
Ay Aleli, poor me