La fugitiva [English translation]

An oath that was a fugitive promise

A gaze that was a lie

A panorama that was like a brushstroke

Which gave the afternoon an organdy transparency

Juice of roses that God irrigated through your roads

Divine lips that I kissed

Of the afternoon and your oath, there was only left

The fugitive sensation of a kiss that will not return

The fugitive sensation

Of a long kiss that flees

The fugitive sensation

Of a long kiss, that escaped from me

Juice of roses that God irrigated through your roads

Divine lips that I kissed

The fugitive sensation

Of a long kiss that flees

The fugitive sensation

Of a long kiss, that escaped from me

• Artist:Natalia Lafourcade