Letra de El cajon del recuerdo (en ingles)

In the drawer of memory,
inhabited by the desires
where I learned to love without knowing how to say goodbye.

It was where I found,
without asking the time,
a poem of kissing and verses, then forget it.

The look of a night
reminiscent of that goodbye.
The bill for the kisses
that claimed your heart.


chorus:
if not call it love,
because you feel and do not believe in passion.
the love that I expect of you
does not need your kisses.
if not call it love,
do not know if I want to say.
that is I love you
traveling to the sun.
just to steal your body.


And after walking without seeing
and having touched the sky
look after your eyes
I forgot to say I love you.


And now an opportunity
I arrive with the wind
the drawer of memories to look back.


I found verses and kisses,
next to a song
told me that solitude,
is the mortgage of your heart.


The look of a night
recalling that goodbye,
The bill for the kisses
that claimed your heart.

chorus:
if not call it love,
why you feel and do not believe in passion.
the love that I expect of you
does not need your kisses.
if not call it love,
do not know if I want to say
that is I love you
traveling to the sun.
just to steal your body.

if not call it love
do not know if I want to say
that you want to travel there in the sun
just to steal your body.