I have lying in the sun witness of my pain
my handkerchief because I cried
can not stand a tear anymore
and still retains the scents of a love
that he left, he left and did not take anything
apparently nothing but everything took,
what do I do with the pillow,
some furniture and a bed
and a house without his love,
what do I do with the dining room, stove and TV
and cold without its heat.
If they paid me by weight, every drop of my tears
in the stock market I would have many shares
but I die if your kisses
if they paid me by weight, the times I've been theirs
in the oil wells I would be among the first
but I die without his kisses.
He left and did not take anything
apparently nothing but everything took,
What do I do in this bedroom?
in this bed so alone
since you left, what do I do
with remembering is not the same as touching you
while I want to caress you.
If they paid me by weight, every drop of my tears
in the stock market I would have many shares
but I die if your kisses
if they paid me by weight, the times I've been theirs
in the oil wells I would be among the first
but I die without his kisses.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)