Compta amb mi [English translation]

Count on me in the last whisper of the night

and in the first breath of the day.

At every yawn of your lips,

count on me.

Count on me when the days get rusty

and when the fog mists the window panes

of your dreams; when you can’t find them,

count on me.

You and me in a frozen city,

melting the snow under your sheets.

You and me… Waiting for your wings to heal,

I’ll be here to scare your nightmares away.

Count on me in the days of fighting,

when hope is not there to be found.

If you should stumble, there will be [my] arms;

count on me.

You and me in a frozen city,

melting the snow under your sheets.

You and me... Waiting for your wings to heal,

I’ll be here to scare your nightmares away.

You and me in a frozen city,

melting the snow under your sheets.

You and me… Waiting for your wings to heal,

I’ll be here to scare your nightmares away.

• Artist:Txarango
• Album:Som riu