Siempre Esperandote (part. Ivan Ferreiro)

How much road had you walked
Thinking the same as me?
Not even the days you could count
You had lost sight of the clock
The punctuality of the sentimental ones
Who stretch time as if without goodbye
It was going to last a lifetime
A farewell that never ended
I'll have to get used to, maybe
To the impatience of

You always arriving late
And me always waiting for you
You always arriving late
And me always waiting for you

Now you'll say it's too late for me
That we were too cowardly
That I waited for you and you got desperate
Between fleeting afternoons
It becomes day
In a city that is not mine
And the girl sleeping by my side
Will never know you existed
You will never be talked about at meals
And yet sometimes, as the evening falls
I think about the life I'm going to miss
Incandescent lights
I dream you come to see me

If we put aside
All that hurts us
We would have a place
To become someone different again
While

You always arrive late
And I'm always waiting for you
You always arrive late
And I'm always waiting for you

What a feeling, something burned
Inside the shell
I must have been burning
Save the children, please