Viaje [English translation]

Your figure like the Himalaya

Your breasts like Karakorum

Your back like the Sahara

Your eyes like Cancun

Travelling through your figure

Your navel for yesterday

Your hands an adventure

Your mouth shall be my hotel

That's why I am from your skin

I was born to be a stranger, without visa or papers

Without you I'm a foreigner...I'm a foreigner

Your veins like the Amazons

Your arms like Guadalquivir

Juliet of my Verona

And there's so much to discover

Your figure like the Great Wall

Your abdomen my Taj Mahal

Your breath is my vitamin

My oxygen to live

That's why I ain't from here

I was born to be a stranger, without visa or papers

Without you I'm a foreigner...I'm a foreigner

There are so many places to go, traveling through your figure

Living to die, embracing your waist

My north, my planet, my country...in miniature

Hiking on your ranges

Swimming on your Iguazu

The Alps are your hips

My dreams are your Kathmandu

The Andes if your outlined

Paris if I see you coming

Los Roques on your pupils

The world to be lived...for that explorer kiss

Travels through your entire world, From Petra to New York

And from Alaska to Tierra del Fuego

There are so many places to go, traveling through your figure

Living to die, embracing your waist

My north, my planet, my country...in miniature\

There are so many places to go, traveling through your figure

Living to die, embracing your waist

My north, my planet, my country...in miniature

• Artist:Ricardo Arjona
• Album:Viaje