Aquellas Pequeñas Cosas Lyrics English Translation by David Bisbal
You think
That time and distance killed them
But their train
Sold a round-trip ticket
It’s those little things
That a time of roses left us
In a corner
On a piece of paper
Or in a drawer
Like a thief
They lurk behind the door
They have you so
At their mercy
Like dead leaves
That the wind drags here or there
That smile at you sad and
Make us
Cry when no one
Sees us