Lo Poco Que Queda de Mi

I have an appointment with God at 5:50
And the devil is waiting for me on the corner at ten to six
I have a date with you, long-haired woman
That you are a mixture of devil and God when you plant a kiss

There's a Victoria's Secret fashion show a little later
And I'll smoke some cigarettes if I have time after coffee

I have to be careful not to take care of myself
That I could miss the danger that lives in your belly
I have to be very clever to be an idiot
And let myself be carried away like the wind by the things that happen

I have to be very careful
So as not to miss a single detail of you
And if you have to name it in a way
I'll say I love you for calling it that

Through you I discover how little remains of me
If I'm leaving it's because of you
If I stay it's the same
If I live, it's because I die for you

Every step I take, every fish in the sea
Everything makes sense for you
Even the little that remains of me

Leave me standing and don't come
To miss you more
Add the salt of uncertainty as you already know
Tired of looking for you, I came to find you
Tired of never finding myself because I've been looking for you

Let me imagine you in your old jeans and your gray jacket
And put on your usual sneakers and change your hair to surprise

That through you I discover how little remains of me
If I leave it's because of you, if I stay it's the same
If I live, it's because I die for you
Every step I take, every fish in the sea
Everything makes sense for you
Even the little that remains of me