Con El Alma En Un Cajón
Ernesto D'alessio
With the Soul in a Drawer
Today I'm going to break a pact between the two of us,
Four years since you, a whole world for me..
And the memory remains intact one more day,
Who will buy me a heart that didn't know how to forgive...
I know, it's my fault, to get up every day,
With the soul in a drawer...
Where I have kept my pain, of letters, photos, and your voice,
Chills on the skin, in half a kilo of paper...
Where I want to deceive myself, sleeping next to you and not looking,
Since you're not here anymore, I'm still clinging to what I was...
Today I've pretended to be crazy again
When they asked me: how are you?,
Well, you see, neither good nor bad...
How much I had and how little I risked,
Just to recover what makes me breathe...
I know it's my fault, to get up every day,
With the soul in a drawer...
Where I have kept my pain...
And I only have what I've already lost,
And look, I try to forget...
Today I'm going to break the pact between the two of us,
Four years ago, a whole world for me...
And the memory remains intact once again,
Who can live like this, with the soul in a drawer...
Where I have kept my pain...
