Es Imposible Volar Al Cielo

It's Sunday and you're crying under the cross, remembering that one
you loved so much and is not here today. Your friends are trying
to make you forget with some other love, but you know you will never
be able to compare the beautiful nights that will not return. You ask God why
he had to take him away. And you will never forget those beautiful moments you want to recover,
but it's impossible to fly to heaven. And you will never forget
what he did with your body and you say that here, on earth,
there is nothing or no one that can matter to you. It's Sunday and you're
crying under the cross...
In more than a year, once again, you thought about wanting to reach where he
is to continue with that love that was truly beautiful. Your friends are trying
to make you forget with some other love, but you know you will never
be able to compare the beautiful nights that will not return. You ask God why
he had to take him away. And you will never forget those beautiful moments you want to recover,
but it's impossible to fly to heaven. And you will never forget
what he did with your body and you say that here, on earth,
there is nothing or no one that can matter to you. It's Sunday and you're
crying under the cross...