3 de febrero

Third of February
Another third of February
I will only think of you
I won't say anything
Because my pride is like that
And sometimes I wonder
If I'm still in love with you
The answer is no
But for the drama I say yes

I opened that letter that reminds me of you
Years later I remember how I suffered
But it was so beautiful to lie down like that
That it still hurts that you weren't next to me

On the third of February
I will only think of you
And I won't say anything
Because my pride is like that