I have not been able to forget that woman,
That I put a thousand thorns in my skin
And I will resurrect if I ever see her again
I do not know why,
Love her as the children of God should love
But life is so absurd and he left
That one morning he woke up and he was not there
I do not know why ... I do not know ... I do not know
Now fly through a different world
Where my life does not exist, and more than ever I have seen him again
And I wonder if you remember this man who loves her
I wonder if he changed his look or his way of combing
I wonder if the breeze could one day tell me,
of the aroma of his soul.
What do I do if melancholy kills me?
What do I do about this anguish that has been so mine
What do I do if I ever find her again?
And I will be here waiting for you
To talk about love and feel its skin
And I will be here waiting for you
To talk about love and feel your woman's skin.
At last I received a letter that spoke to me
About the woman that is life for me
And whoever writes it says he has another love, and I kill myself.
There's a friend if one day you see her talk about this song,
If one day you find her ask if I love me
If you see her one day, ask her if she is happy today
I will be here
and tell him to come back to my life
That I do not care about your past
That his photos and memories have healed my wounds
And you will know that I still love her
I would swear that he goes to church on Sundays that he sometimes dreams of me
I would swear that my life is tied to its destiny
But where is it hidden
What do I do if melancholy kills me?
What do I do about this anguish that has been so mine
What do I do if I ever find it again?
And I will be here waiting for you
To talk about love and feel its skin
And I will be here waiting for you
To talk about love and feel your woman's skin.
Only among all we can make this a better place :)