Frente a Frente

There is, very little left
Of our love
There is hardly anything left
There are hardly any words left

Only silence remains
That makes it explode
The cold and long night
The night that never ends
Only that remains

Only the desire remains
To cry
Seeing that our love
He walks away
Face to face
We lower our gaze
Well, there's nothing left
What to talk about, nothing

There is little tenderness left
And sometime
Doing something crazy
A kiss is already a force
Is left over

A kind gesture remains
Not to do
The unbearable life
And thus drown the sorrows
Is left over

Only the desire to cry remains
Seeing our love moving away
Face to face
We lower our gaze
Well, there's nothing left
What to talk about, nothing

Only the desire to cry remains
Seeing our love moving away
Face to face
We lower our gaze
Well, there's nothing left
What to talk about, nothing