Last Night in Sant Celoni - Radio Edit

¿Hace cuántas semanas

Que caminamos juntas

En la montaña de Montnegre?

On the streets of Sant Celoni

Unafraid of being lonely

Barcelona, Granollers, to Montseny

On beaches in the rain

Where no one can pronounce your name

And no one cares about who you pretend to be

As the sunset on the mountain

I awoke and started counting down the hours

Till I could see you once again

And with no hesitation

Shared a taxi to the station

For two seats aboard the next departing train

As we floated by the truck stop

In the shade of Saint Augusta

In the quiet afternoon, down by the surf

With the sand between my toes

You said that no one really knows

Of what becomes of us

And what becomes of earth

Like a smokescreen to an actor

Who denies that it's a fact

It's who you know, not what you know

That gets the part

As the wildlife was baying

These four words that you were sayin'

Made me feel that we should never be apart

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

As we floated by the truck stop

In the shade of Saint Augusta

In the quiet afternoon, down by the surf

With the sand between my toes

You said that no one really knows

Of what becomes of us

And what becomes of earth

Last night in Sant Celoni

Not afraid of being lonely

My devotion to pronounce, to deviate

And this night has started swaying

These four words that you were sayin'

Made the moon and stars above illuminate

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back

Don't hold me back