I keep the pictures
That you have never taken
And given my first smiles
Busy but conquered
I keep your sights
In the morning of beautiful days
Your eyes that desire me
Under your looks, against the day
I keep our weaknesses
That we made more human
Our useless silences and the language of our hands
There's nothing black on white
Just that, of what I feel
Nothing has been really written
Just what I feel
It's like that
That I see us
The reflections... I keep
In my eyes... I keep all our laughs... I keep
For nothing... I keep
The sweetness... I keep
Of my words... I keep
Of the light... I keep
That for you... I keep
The colors... I keep
Of the past... I keep
The wind between... I keep
My hair... I keep
All our nights... I keep
Our lies... I keep
But that, that('s what) we look at
I keep all our letters
That you haven't written
All these phrases that I was waiting for
That you have never said
I keep the wounds
That we could have made
Because we love without armor
Without barriers and without stone walls
There's nothing black on white
Just that, of what I feel
Nothing has been really written
Just what I feel
It's like that, that I see us