Vasos Vacíos

I search the floor of the room,
The beats of the accordion.
The hard part is saying goodbye, I usually reply.

To tears with paper.
To forget is not to know how to lose.
Drink and open the window and see,
Only loneliness.

I have nothing to say that you haven't heard.
The pages I will write are empty glasses.
Strange bottles at dawn, we used to walk on the shoulder.
The good years have already gone and I don't know

If it's the last time.
I talk to myself because you're not here,
Service stations and nothing else.
I recognize his gaze in a bar,
Only loneliness.

Passengers of this motorless flight
The sound of my voice against your voice
I toast to love without alcohol
I toast to both.

I have nothing to say that you haven't heard
The pages I will write are empty glasses.
Strange bottles at dawn, we used to walk on the shoulder.
The good years have already gone and I don't know.
It's been raining for a year and I'm locked up here
Are you still playing the same number for me?
Empty glasses enemies of the harsh and cruel reality.

I have nothing to say that you haven't heard
The pages I will write are empty glasses.
Strange bottles at dawn, we used to walk on the shoulder.
The good years have already gone and I don't know...

If it's the last time.