Olvidame

Forget me,
Don't let my voice touch your heart,
Don't listen to my sobs, to the moon,
Don't answer when I howl, don't wait for me in the mist,
From your almost always dark dawn.

Forget me, and turn your back on me,
Forget me, discover my shroud.

Don't let the goodbye knot inside you,
Turning pain into a tie,
Have no compassion, and neither will I,
So that in the light of time, my words swallow me.

Forget me, and turn your back on me,
Forget me, discover my shroud.

Forget that forgetting has things from both of us,
Forget me, so my gaze doesn't know,
That you lived in yesterday,
That it doesn't hurt in my throat.

To tell that once your skin,
Left marks on mine,
As proof of its history.

Forget me, so the sunset doesn't take you,
To my nakedness,
So not a single memory remains,
With the soul standing,
May forgetting not be filled with memories.

Forget me and turn your back on me,
Forget me, discover my shroud.

Forget that forgetting has things from both of us,
Forget me, so my gaze doesn't know,
That you lived in yesterday,
That it doesn't hurt in my throat.

To tell that once your skin,
Left marks on mine,
As proof of its history.

Forget me, because I can't search for you,
And lose again,
Because a word from you,
And there will be nothing else to do,
Because I lie, much worse than you think,
And because against my will, I forgot you,
Forget me.