Lo que no ves [English translation]

I ran away from your bed

before dawn.

A will in your mirror:

“there's nothing left for us”

I left your lipstick

and a couple of years with it.

Because I loved you in the afternoons,

because I didn't call you in the mornings.

You teach me that,

you can love

what you don't see.

We suddenly ran into each other,

as in a new 9/11

You smiled point-blank,

against the edge of my mouth

And you whispered that the past

is just like a bad day.

And the rain opened my life's doors

in your Ford Fiesta

I don't get to remember

what's the reason why I left

but your red lipstick

is still in your bathroom

I don't get to remember

how I came here

I just know I'm blotting out

what hurt you someday

I've always made the best of a bad job,

refusing second parts.

Until you showed me

that I don't want to forget you