El Alma by David Alvarez with its dramatic filmic opening, El Alma (The
Soul) is a song of trespassing love, it tells of fears of losing the
soul - "tomorrow I don't know if I will know how to sing you this song
if I am missing those feelings": just hear that flamenco style plea at
the suspenseful end, a brooding cry to 'return me my soul'. My soul has been lost and I don't know if it escaped with you. I call out to it and when I speak to it about coming back, I beg and I can't......
My soul has been lost and I don't know if it escaped with you. I call out to it and when I speak to it about coming back, I beg and I can't. I stumbled upon your voice and the world, love, has become silent, entangles me in your sigh and heart I don't need the wind, I don't need the wind. Yesterday I saw her playing in your mouth like a goblin of oblivion, and as she entered your heart through your belly I knew I'd lost her. Tomorrow I won't know how to sing this song to you if the feeling is missing, if you're going to leave her tell me the place and the reason, to see if I can find her, to see if I can find her. And now I'm far from myself, where I'm going I'm so happy it scares me, don't worry because in my pain it becomes a song and I will, I will make your absence magic and greenery in my voice. And when you're no longer dodging foam, wind and sea harmonious and calm, love, don't forget it and in the end You give me back my soul. You give me back my soul, You give me back my soul.
Se me ha perdido el alma y no sé
si se escapó contigo.
La llamo y cuando le hablo de volver,
ruego y no lo consigo.
Tropecé con tu voz
y el mundo, amor,
se me ha vuelto silencio,
me enreda en tu suspiro y corazón
no me hace falta el viento,
no me hace falta el viento
Ayer la vi jugueteando en tu boca
cual duende del olvido,
y al entrar por tu vientre al corazón
supe que la he perdido.
Mañana no sabré como
cantarte esta canción
si falta el sentimiento,
si la vas a dejar dime el lugar y la razón,
para ver si la encuentro,
para ver si la encuentro.
Y ahora estoy
lejos de mí,
adónde voy
soy tan feliz que me da miedo,
no te preocupes que en mi
dolor se vuelve canción y haré,
haré la ausencia de ti
magia y verdor en mi voz.
Y cuando ya no estés
sorteando espuma, viento y mar
armoniosa y en calma,
amor, no se te olvide y al final
Me devuelves el alma.
Me devuelves el alma,
Me devuelves el alma.