Llevo la cuenta [English translation]

I keep track

Of every senseless Monday

Of every Friday without witnesses

Of every kiss that I no longer gave you

I keep track

Of every record we listened to

Of every appointment that we hid

Of every Thursday that I cried for you

I keep track

It seems silly

The nights go by and the pain doesn't cool

And every step comes back to you

I keep track

It already became a mania

I count the hours that turn into days

In every attempt to live without you

I keep track

Of every moon that we spent

Of every hell we tasted

Every week that I died for you

I keep track

It seems silly

The nights go by and the pain doesn't cool

And every step comes back to you

I keep track

It already became a mania

I count the hours that turn into days

In every attempt to live without you

I keep track

It seems silly

The nights go by and the pain doesn't cool

And every step comes back to you

I keep track

It already became a mania

I count the hours that turn into days

In every attempt to live without you