Tirar

Like pulling on a rope that will
Break, throw, throw, throw, throw, throw
Like unconsciously crossing a little more
Your eyes have closed to avoid facing, that the
Air is made of glass that can shatter even
Though it may seem strange I truly love you, that the
Air is made of glass, that can shatter even
Though it may seem strange I truly love you, in
A corner of his mouth he let crash like the wave that
Surrenders to the rock, lost in the
Abyss of hands so big that
Embraced his whole planet

Now he's not here, now I'm not
Here, but silence is the most
Eloquent way to lie, now he's not
Here, now I'm not here, but the
Silence is the most eloquent way to lie

Your silence inhabits mine and in some
Part of my body, I hold a piece of your scent, in
Your silence inhabits mine and in some part
Of my eyes I hold a piece of pain, now he's
Here, now I'm here
Hold me so I can think of you sometime
Now he's here, now I'm here
Hold me so I can think of you sometime

In your silence inhabits mine and in some
Part of my body, I hold a piece of your scent, in
Your silence inhabits mine and in some part
Of my eyes I hold a piece of pain, in your
Silence inhabits mine and in some part of
My body, I hold a piece of your scent, in your
Silence inhabits mine and in some part of
My eyes I hold a piece of pain, that the air is
Made of glass that can shatter even though my
Lips don't speak I truly love you, that the air
Is made of glass that can shatter even though my
Lips don't speak I truly love you