It's a heartache
I'm saying it beforehand
If I get in touch with you
I'm with three stones on my hand
All I wanted was a distance from our distance
To go on the street seeking for an opposite direction
I wound up reaching your street
Questioning which one was your window
I remember that we had to stay quiet
But the fact is that my loneliness was quiet
I threw a stone on your window
And I suddenly regretted this
I was afraid of hurting you
But I wanted to do so
And I almost forgot that
I threw another stone on your window
One that didn't make any noise
It didn't break, it didn't crack, nothing else happened
And I thought: maybe you have gotten over me
The only thing I couldn't hit was your heart
Because I was already the target of all my sufferings
Then I needed no stones at all
My anger almost surpasses the thickness of your window
It's a heartache
My tears are salt water
If the wind blows a seaquake happens
If I go away it's no longer me
The water that ran in the sink won't ever return
And I'll go away with it
Goodbye!!