Cinnamon
The Long Winters Lyrics

Sun through the curtains,
The sun shone through the curtains as morning arrived.

I gave you a sign,
I signaled to you.

The birds were all quiet,
The birds stopped singing.

You were so quiet,
You were silent.

Some hear a call,
Some people hear a summons or a plea.

Some are the messengers,
Some are the bearers of messages to others.

I thumb through the pictures,
I looked through old pictures or memories.

And know them all.
And I recognize all of them well.

They said, "Do you remember when you saw her last"
Someone asked me if I recall seeing her the last time.

I said, "Her skin is cinnamon,
I responded by describing her complexion as brownish-red.

Her skin is cinnamon."
I repeated my statement in a somehow cheerful way as if the rhythm of her skin made me delighted.

I have too many stories, keeping it serious,
I have many experiences or tales that I try to treat as significant.

Some are collectors, some keep it straight,
Some stories are just gathered, while others have to be recounted without deviation.

It was a hospital,
The place where these incidents occurred was a medical facility.

I was delirious,
I was confused or disorientated.

I clung to the stretcher
I held onto the bed's wheeled support frame because of my unstable condition.

And drew them a heart.
And I sketched a heart-shaped figure on it or on a sheet of paper nearby.

Two gondolas to carry us,
Two Venetian watercraft took us couples as passengers.

Grand Via was hilarious,
The main shopping avenue of Madrid, Gran Via, was amusing or entertaining.

St. Paul was there to marry us,
We had our matrimony ceremony in St. Paul Cathedral, which was abundant in symbolism of love and commitment.

We lied, "We're already married!"
We told a fib to avoid unnecessary discussions or questions.

'cause here's proof: we have suntans,
The evidence that we spent time together in a sunny place is our tanned skin.

And I spoke up with my new hands,
With a gesture of novelty or ownership, I expressed myself using my newly recovered limbs.

Listen to my car,
Please pay attention to my automobile.

What is it telling us?
What is it conveying about its health or purpose?

Start... please start, please start.
I wish that the car would start without any problem or frustration.

Is it spring where you are?
I asked about the season in your location.

I waited all winter
I endured the entire season of winter without having you around.

Chasing the lamp cords back to the wall,
I followed the path of a disconnected electrical bulb cord to its source to fix the problem.

It's a plausible scenario:
It's likely or reasonable to consider that.

I clung the stretcher,
I supported myself on the gurney because of my weakened state.

I drew them a heart.
I used a pen or a finger to make a heart symbol to express my affections.