Video Rearview de Alejandro Moffardin 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Alejandro Moffardin - Rearview Lyrics

He sighs
Holds his breath and sighs
Like a hand that lets go a balloon

And like that balloon he is high on sadness
For what is never coming back

Fires
Like the fires we gazed at
In the winter surrounded by mountains
And like those flames he is burning for
For the warmth of those simple times
And for what is never coming back

The wind is heading south west in the mexico borderline
And they talk to old men who reminisce about their past
In the hot springs under the moonlight
Of what is never coming back