Abriles

You, my January
Me, a graduate of April days
You, all of August
Full of people and salt

You with your fears
Me, overflowing the tracks
You with your feet on the ground
And me wanting to fly

You who always starts fresh
Me with nights still to pay
I don’t know how many things I owe you
You always count ten kisses too many

I don’t believe you when you say you want me but it’s not the time
If I see you running away when I follow your steps, I’m dying
And you running away from here, from me

If you ask me what I want
I want to tear away your quirks
Throw them all on the ground
And while I’m at it, pick up mine

Don’t blame me if I can’t
Meet your quota of nonsense
And with little I have, I have enough
And I don’t want more

You who always starts fresh
Me with nights still to pay
I don’t know how many things I owe you
You always count ten kisses too many

I don’t believe you when you say you want me but it’s not the time
If I see you running away when I follow your steps, I’m dying
And you running away from here

Your songs don’t sound to me
The silence fills with noise and breaks everything
And I miss being alone

I don’t believe you when you say you want me but it’s not the time
If I see you running away when I follow your steps, I’m dying
And you running away from here

I don’t believe you when you say you want me but it’s not the time
If I see you running away when I follow your steps, I’m dying
And you running away from here, from me