Por El Resto De Mis Años
Beatriz Adriana
For the Rest of My Years
Every night I remember you in the sea of my silence
And I miss the sweetness of your kisses again
And I mourn the emptiness of your presence
Every moment I think I hear the footsteps of your absence
Every night your memory stirs in my head
And it wraps me in the cold and also in my sadness
Because more than a good friend, you were the water for my flowers
That's why I'm here, here... Like the old oaks
My feet haven't grown tired of following the trail of your love
And I won't lose hope that one day you'll return with the sun
And even though sometimes your memory, so beautiful, hurts me
I'll keep waiting for you for the rest of my years
And even though sometimes your memory appears strange
I'll keep waiting for you for the rest of my years
Every night your memory stirs in my head
And it wraps me in the cold and also in my sadness
Because more than a good friend, you were the water for my flowers
That's why I'm here, here... Like the old oaks
My feet haven't grown tired of following the trail of your love
And I won't lose hope that one day you'll return with the sun
And even though sometimes your memory, so beautiful, hurts me
I'll keep waiting for you for the rest of my years
And even though sometimes your memory appears strange
I'll keep waiting for you for the rest of my years
And even though sometimes your memory appears strange
I'll keep waiting for you, my love, for the rest of my years
Yeah, oh
For the rest of my years
