He is shouting at me
And I know he doesn't get it...
The heart listens to your head, but where do you go?
Are you listening to me?
What has remained there
Of your pride?
The night begins,
And with it my road,
I look for you alone,
With my best dress...
But, where are you?
What is it that's happened to you?
What is it that remains after so many years?
I look at those eyes that once looked at me
I look for your mouth, your hands, your embraces,
But you feel nothing,
and you feign cordiality.
Chorus:
Not a single word,
Nor gestures,
Nor passionate looks,
Nor a trace of the kisses you used to give me
Until dawn,
Nor one of the smiles through which every night
And every day
These eyes in which you now see yourself cry.
Like a toy that crashes against a wall,
I go out to find you and I get lost in how much
I look for an opportunity, a miracle, a spell
To make me beautiful again and you handsome with me.
Before those eyes that one day looked at me
I turn my back and take some steps
And I point myself on another course while my mouth
Says "never more"....
Chorus:
Not a single word,
Nor gestures,
Nor passionate looks,
Nor a trace of the kisses you used to give me
Until dawn,
Nor one of the smiles through which every night
And every day
These eyes in which you now see yourself cry.
I cannot be, I am not,
My heart weighs so much on me,
For not being made of ice when the heavens ask me for patience.
Not a single word nor gestures
Nor passionate looks, nor a trace of the kisses that you used to give me
Until dawn.
Nor one of the smiles through which every night and every day
These eyes in which you see yourself now cry
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Words...