El Día Que Te Marches

The day you leave, I'll cry
You'll say goodbye with a kiss, I'll stay

Sitting in my armchair
Lost my mind
My eyes will see the door close
And the old boulevard
Will take your steps
Securely to the bar counter.

You'll ask
For a coffee
You'll have a drink and finally
You'll look
To see
If other eyes are fixed on you.

You'll have a new story to tell
I'll be the shadow for you that once

Filled your heart
Like an old bachelor
With just one look and your voice of
Ballroom doll
Without soul or passion
I'll be just another adventure that passed by.

Your lips will lose their color
The years will pass for both of us

Ballroom doll
Without soul or passion
Your eyes will see the doors close
Sitting in your armchair
Lost my mind
You'll be just another story that passed by.