Elisa [English translation]

Location: Madrid at dawn,

I do not know why I figured there should be some light

in your window, sorry if I woke you.

They say that she talks to herself,

that writes letters to Robinson,

that at a bar in Barcelona in the mirror was lost.

Elisa loves the clouds,

Elisa took flight in a waiting room

and she forgot to land.

Elisa, the moon rises and Elisa, where will she be?

Writing the word 'loneliness' along the streets.

How are you doing?

My heart is suffering

My friends don't respond.

The answering machine is always there

Goodbye my dear Elisa, forgive my song.

You will stay with the thorns1,

And I shall take the flower.

1. sorrow, wound

• Artist:Carlos Cano