Cenizas [English translation]

Heaven has escaped through our hands

like the excitement of last summer.

The map of your lips is blurred,

the story of this love is already a burnt-out tree.

Now there is no rescue,

nor is there oxygen for this heaven,

but I know very well

that alone I am also able.

No matter how hard I try I can't find your steps

in this way.

I sense you, and I lose you, this hell pains me,

I know it's over.

As my heart has become ashes,

we believed that the flame was unbounded,

it could be about both of us,

it could be, but no,

we have become tired of suffering.

Since I want life to be good for you,

I follow my path, if some day

fate makes yours too,

I promise to speak with it.

I won't write to you, you already know that,

I'm living the past,

but you see me here,

stuck in this puddle.

And don't tell me that passion brings no stress,

that I didn't closely examine your body,

the story of this love is already a burnt-out tree.

No matter how hard I try I can't find your steps

in this way.

I sense you, and I lose you, this hell pains me,

I know it's over.

As my heart has become ashes,

we believed that the flame was unbounded,

it could be about both of us,

it could be, but no,

we have become tired of suffering.

Since I want life to be good for you,

I follow my path, if some day

fate makes yours too,

I promise to speak with it.

As my heart has become ashes,

we believed that the flame was unbounded,

it could be about both of us,

it could be, but no,

we have become tired of suffering.

Since I want life to be good for you,

I follow my path, if some day

fate makes yours too,

I promise to speak with it.