Fuimos

I was like a rain of ashes and weariness
in the resigned hours of your life...
Drop of vinegar spilled,
fatally spilled, over all your wounds.
You were, because of me, a swallow in the snow
dead rose by the cloud that doesn't rain.
We were the hope that doesn't come, that doesn't reach
that can't glimpse its gentle evening.
We were the traveler who doesn't plead, who doesn't pray,
who doesn't cry, who gave up to die.

Go away...!
Don't you understand that you're killing yourself?
Don't you understand that I'm calling you?
Go away...!
Don't kiss me, I'm crying for you
And I wish I didn't cry for you anymore!
Don't you see?,
it's better that my pain
be left behind with your love
freed from my final love
Go away!,
Don't you understand that I'm saving you?
Don't you understand that I'm loving you?
Don't follow me, don't call me, don't kiss me
don't cry for me, don't want me anymore!

We were embraced by the anguish of a premonition
in the night of a road with no way out,
pale remains of a shipwreck
shaken by the waves of love and life.
We were pushed in a desolate wind...
shadows of a shadow returning from the past.
We were the hope that doesn't come, that doesn't reach,
that can't glimpse its gentle evening.
We were the traveler who doesn't plead, who doesn't pray,
who doesn't cry, who gave up to die.