Solo Sé Que Fue En Marzo

Wanting to really look at the sun
t knowing that I can't
wanting to reach beyond
knowing that only dead

It's like wanting to have that heart
that today another owns

I won't bother her anymore
she can't love me
and neither should I

She has another love
that gives her warmth
and she shouldn't leave it
and I see her very happy
although sometimes I think
that she still loves me

I don't know if tomorrow
I'll see her in my arms
I only know it was in March
when I met her