Flores Lyrics English Translation by Beret
I wouldn’t want to be him
When he notices you miss me
He must surely be a good man
And he deserves to be treated well
I wouldn’t want to be him
Sliding his fingers down your back
And feeling that your skin at least doesn’t get goosebumps
Like it does with me
When he gives you flowers, think of me
Because I’ll have songs for you
And a canvas of colors to tear out every part of you that’s gray
When you’re perfect and not happy
And he barely understands you, think of me
We still have afternoons left
And it’s not so late, Life, to feel
Hello
Call me when you’re alone
You know this is our time
If you still haven’t called me it’s because you’re better now
Although I know that sometimes you cry
The same ones you fall in love with
Don’t look for the same story in a thousand people
When he gives you flowers, think of me
Because I’ll have songs for you
And a canvas of colors to tear out every part of you that’s gray
When you’re perfect and not happy
And he barely understands you, think of me
We still have afternoons left
And it’s not so late, Life, to feel
And it’s not so late, Life, to feel