La Historia Que No

I know that soon I will be
A cross in the pantheon of your dead loves
That light that went out from your true loves
I know, I know that soon I will be

I know I will be soon
Tucked away in the blue trunk of your memories
Today I am a tear that rolls from your brown eyes
But I know, I know that one day I will dry up

And, as time passes a little
By pouring coconut water on it
You might think: How could I have loved that crazy person?
Life will roll on
Forgiving my mistakes
You will end up sighing for me

I am the story that is not
That you won't tell your grandchildren
I am the man who most
He got you into trouble

That story that does not
That neither you nor the world believes it
But, in me, it happened
In the deepest part

I know I'll be walking soon
Chasing your perfume between my shirts
And I will only find, from your oblivion, laughter
I know, I know what I will suffer

Only then will I pay
This debt that charges me the most expensive interest
And that I will only end with a cardiac arrest
Only then, only then will I pay

And, feeling the irreversible
Touching the inexorable
I wish your picture would speak to me
Then the years will pass
Ignoring my deceptions
You will love me, you will love me in my dreams

I am the story that no, that no
That you won't tell your grandchildren
I am the man who most
He got you into trouble

That story that does not
That neither you nor the world believes it
But, in me, it happened
In the deepest part