Inmortal [English translation]

I have your cursed kisses quite well hidden here under my dress.

Butterflies that came back home with me at dawn.

Here, under the bed, I have every dawn we unmade it.

I have so many things and none of them is in their place.

Here, inside a glass, I have the first wave of that morning.

In one of my locks, I have the rhythm of the tango you always danced to.

Written in a sigh, I have those words we never said.

I have so many things and none of them is in their place.

After you, I understood

that time makes no friends.

Love was so short

and oblivion's been so long.

I'll be your light, I'll be a disguise,

a lamppost turning itself on when you pass by it.

Any butterfly, the polar star

that comes on its own and leaves quite alone.

I'll be the flavour of a kiss given at sea,

an old proverb teaching how to forget.

I'll be immortal because I am your fate.

Here, under my pillow, I have your picture in front of Saint Clare.

It says more than a thousand words and I reply that I loved you too.

I keep my window open because that's how my time without seeing you escapes.

I have so many things, I have them all in my mind.

After you, I understood

that time makes no friends.

Love was so short

and oblivion's been so long.

I'll be your light, I'll be a disguise,

a lamppost turning itself on when you pass by it.

Any butterfly, the polar star

that comes on its own and leaves quite alone.

I'll be the flavour of a kiss given at sea,

an old proverb teaching how to forget.

I'll be immortal.

I'll be that mole decorating your skin,

a dove near whatever place you are.

A stroke of luck, your 3 pm coffee.

Some glance that drives you crazy.

I'll be the notifying voice on the train,

a feeling of everything turning alright.

I'll be immortal, oh oh oh.

I'll be immortal, oh oh oh.

I'll be immortal because I am your fate.

• Artist:La Oreja de Van Gogh
• Album:A las cinco en el Astoria (2008)