Recuerdos, Tristeza y Soledad (part. Marco Antonio Solis)

We lacked time
To say I love you
Or rather we forgot
To be honest

And never a flower
Nor a love verse
Nor a day, with another color

Today there is plenty of time
Just to regret
How much anxiety
For not being able to say to each other anymore

What rain without peace
What unnecessary things
How hard to know
That you're not here

We were falling little by little
Into the cruel routine
To the raw rhythm
Of this paper world

How many vain things
How much hurry
What desert and thirst
Our skin was

They flew far away
Already tired
Of waiting so much
The illusions
That we couldn't achieve

This is the truth
Our destiny
Memories
Sadness and loneliness