Lyrics

[Intro]
[Sounds of pots and pans]
The spices in the air today
Remind me of those Sundays past
When everything made sense to me
[Verse 1]
Writing these words down quietly
While tortillas warm on the stove
Something about this morning feels
Like pages from so long ago
The coffee's not the same somehow
Though I use your old clay pot
My hands keep shaking slightly now
As memories refuse to stop
[Chorus]
El aroma de tu cocina
(Me lleva hacia ti)
El aroma de tu cocina
(Siempre vive aquí)
[Verse 2]
Las recetas que me enseñaste
Con amor y paciencia pura
Cada paso, cada detalle
Como música que perdura
El molcajete en la mesa
Los chiles siempre a tu lado
Tu delantal de flores rojas
Y el tiempo que se ha marchado
[Bridge]
Now I cook these meals alone
But your presence fills this space
Between the steam and wooden spoons
I feel your warmth, I see your face
[Verse 3]
These beans won't taste the same
No matter what I try to do
The masa feels too different
But I keep making them for you
Every morning in this kitchen
Every recipe I write
Trying to hold onto something
That slips away despite
[Chorus]
El aroma de tu cocina
(Me lleva hacia ti)
El aroma de tu cocina
(Siempre vive aquí)
[Outro]
The spices in the air today
Remind me of those Sundays past
When everything made sense to me
When you were here at last