No Mientas (part. Alberto Echagüe)

Your words were
The song of my hope
And in your warm hands
My heart fell asleep

I was so happy
And my trust so blind
That never did doubt
Come to my mind

But today I only feel
That your tears burn me
And that impious crying
That wants to convince me

Is the mocking laughter of your voice
That condemns me
To live always deceived
In your love

I just want to see you
With your soul uncovered
Facing everything
For the sake of honesty
So that when I leave
With my poor dead flowers
I can at least take from your lips
The truth