Lluvia

She lives in an unreal world,
lost and unwilling to escape,
a broken promise in her arms you'll see.

Night falls and it starts to rain,
she wonders where she can find,
something that will make her fall again.

To fall.

Her skin is cold like glass,
her pupils don't see beyond
what a few coins
can buy.

Walking towards nowhere,
from corner to corner, bar to bar,
waiting for the moment
to find her again.

To find her.

In the shadow of an old canal,
no one ever made her tremble,
but there are rainy nights
that have seen her cry.

If you ever see her out there,
ask her if she remembers me,
tell her I can never forget her.

Forget.

She lives in an unreal world,
no one ever made her tremble,
but there are rainy nights
that have seen her cry.