This sensation of falling
Is the necessity that I will hide--
This sensation that I feel for you.
It’s a bad habit of my soul,
Which is in conflict with loving you.
Me…That’s how I am: completely ironic,
Pretending to be indifferent.
You never left my thoughts…
You know, I’ve been in love with you
Ever since you looked at me by chance,
Displaying a sense of certitude in yourself
And not being afraid of anything.
As for me, the thought terrifies me…
The thought of being insignificant,
I would shout, I would fight, for you, I would give everything
Until you no longer saw me as transparent.
A withdrawal to satisfy,
With an appearance of failure is
The mark that I leave on you.
This thought, for you to be only mine,
Only God will know of it when I look for you.
Chronic procedure,
Pretending to be indifferent--
I love you relentlessly.
You know, I’ve been in love with you
Ever since you looked at me by chance,
Displaying a sense of certitude in yourself
And not being afraid of anything.
As for me, the thought terrifies me…
The thought of being insignificant,
I would shout, I would fight, for you, I would give everything
Until you no longer saw me as transparent…
But, you’re not afraid of anything
As for me, the thought terrifies me…
The thought of being insignificant,
I would shout, I would fight, for you, I would give everything
Until you no longer saw me as transparent.