Sin Palabras
Edmundo Rivero
Without Words
It was born from you...
Searching for a song that would bring us together,
And today I know it’s cruel, brutal -maybe-
The punishment I give you.
Without words
This music will hurt you,
Wherever you hear your betrayal...
The most absurd night, the saddest day.
When you’re laughing, or when your dreams are crying.
Forgive me if it’s God,
Who wanted to punish you in the end...
If there are cries that can chase like this,
If these notes that were born from your love,
In the end are a hair shirt that opens wounds of a story... they’re torments, they’re memories...
Wounded puppet, my pain will rise, every time,
You hear this song!...
It was born from you...
Lying among hopes a destiny,
And today I know it’s cruel, brutal -maybe-
The punishment I give you...
Without saying it, this song will say your name,
Without saying it, with your name I’ll be.
My eyes almost blind from my astonishment,
Along with the shock of losing you and not dying.
Forgive me if it’s God,
Who wanted to punish you in the end...
If there are cries that can chase like this,
If these notes that were born from your love,
In the end are a hair shirt that opens wounds of a story... they’re torments, they’re memories...
Wounded puppet, my pain will rise, every time,
You hear this song!...
