1. Your smile was stitched with velvet claws, Each touch a promise I misread. You moved like hunger in a pause, And kissed me where my name had fled. Chorus: Bailamos con sombras, sin fin, sin fe, una rosa marchita en cada pie. No hay más promesas, ni sol ni piel, sólo tango de noche y papel. 2. You vanished slow, like powdered smoke— A ballroom ghost with eyes like thread. I danced alone, then felt it broke— The vow we never even said. Chorus.
