La brisa (ingles)

the breeze of the sea hill the door
we are alone without feeling
it is played the silence like a body
until it is time of leaving
when these here that it is what it cares
I cross the avenue and this the sea
basting all the words
describing alone what I saw
that there is behind this whole moment
is some piece for my?
when these here that it is what it cares
I cross the avenue and this the sea
you will already be low this same sun
alone the silence rots us to respond today
if already you when it finishes that
alone the silence rots us to respond today
Looking for you, looking for you