La Historia Tan Bonita
Andrés Obregón
The Beautiful Story
The beautiful story you left behind
Peeks out in the mornings
And goes out at night for a walk
Barefoot
The cold is felt on the ground
Kissing the memories that fade away
Smiling
From the beautiful story you left behind
Releases the sighs
Feeling a false relief
That fades away when you disappear
From the dreams I had
At the doors of the hallway of this life
The story you wrote has not died
I'm still here telling it the steps
It takes all over the body and goes when I dream of you
The story we wrote has not ended
I keep drawing portraits of it and the script keeps bleeding
The letters since you're not in them
The beautiful story you left behind
Peeks out in the mornings
And goes out at night for a walk
Barefoot
The cold is felt on the ground
Kissing the memories that fade away
Smiling
