Tu pelo [English translation]

The sun hasn't come up.

I look at the clock.

It's seven and I can't sleep.

I grab your blue jersey.

I like that it smells of you.

I feel it embracing me like you.

You haven't woken up yet.

I turn off the soft light

that illuminates my small piece of the mattress.

I enter the room.

I hear your breathing

and the beating of your heart.

You're waking up now.

You're searching over my side

and you find me waiting over a corner.

You can't imagine how much I love you.

Now clocks will stop.

You approaching my hair.

You and your glance again.

I don't want time to exist.

I want to stop this moment.

One life is little for me.

I'm afraid whenever I think

that this complicity

may one day be over.

Afraid of not seeing again

your eyes undressing me

as they do every sunset.

Embrace me again.

Let's promise

something we won't ever break up.

You can't imagine how much I love you.

Now clocks will stop.

You approaching my hair.

You and your glance again.

I don't want time to exist.

I want to stop this moment.

One life is little for me.

You can't imagine how much I love you.

Now clocks will stop.

You approaching my hair.

You and your glance again.

I don't want time to exist.

I want to stop this moment.

One life is little for me.

I don't want time to exist.

I want to stop this moment.

You, my love, are everything to me.

• Artist:La Oreja de Van Gogh
• Album:El viaje de Copperpot (2000)