Quién Diría (en inglés)

Quién Diría
Who is waiting for you at the door
Who admires you and embraces your gaze and feeds your hope
Who shows you the future
Who raises you in a scream up to the clouds, if they touch you

Who buys you happiness
Who wipes the sadness from your eyes with lemon, so it stings
And who hurts you, who heals you
Who dulls that shine you have
Who cares for you when you’re flying with fever
Who loves you like I love you
Who takes away your breath
With that kiss that today is not mine
Who loves you like I love you
Who takes away your breath
With that kiss that today is not mine
Who would have thought, who are we
Where are you, I don’t know you
I don’t feel you, I don’t see you and I don’t hear you
Who would have thought and who is who
Who gives you that right to hide yourself
And I’m fasting until finding you
Who starts to lose in the attack
Who gives in to the powers of the flesh
Who lowers her gaze of pride
Who wins the battle and who loses it

Who loves you like I love you
Who takes away your breath
With that kiss that today is not mine
Who loves you like I love you
Who takes away your breath
With that kiss that today is not mine
Who loves you like I love you
Who takes away your breath
With that kiss that today is not mine
Who would have thought, where are you
I don’t know you, I don’t feel you