Desde el Puerto
La Oreja de Van Gogh
From the Harbor
From the harbor, I've seen the sunrise
with your absence sitting next to me.
It has invited me not to leave behind
the whim of seeing you smile.
And every minute
waits its turn,
escapes, gets lost,
joins the sea.
On the water, a story already asleep is drawn,
in silence, I hear the verse of your farewell.
Your absence is my friend in solitude,
it has told me that the sun rises because of you.
I tremble, rest, now I hear its voice.
I look at myself in its eyes, they lead me to sleep.
And every minute
waits its turn,
escapes, gets lost,
joins the sea.
On the water, a story already asleep is drawn,
in silence, I hear the verse of your farewell.
I wish to have you here for a second,
to tell you that the world has no light.
On the water, a story already asleep is drawn,
in silence, I hear the verse of your farewell.
