The waves still break on the beach,
Foam mingle with the wind.
(On the day you left, I remained
Missing even what was not,
Remembering even what I had not lived, thinking us)x2
I remember the seashell in your ear,
Bringing the sound of the ocean against the sand.
(On the day that you left,
I remained alone watching the sun fade
Among the ruins of Santa Cruz
Remembering the two of us.)x2
The abandoned buildings,
The empty roads,
Burnt oil, the girders on the sand,
The moon rising through the strands of your hair,
Between the fingers of my hand certainties and doubts went by.
(For in the day that you left, I remained
Alone in the world, with no one,
The last man on the day the sun faded.)x2