Te extraño

I miss you
and this pain makes no sense
miss you, drifting again in my passion
and I miss you
and this pain makes no sense.

If walking is how paths are found
within oneself
if demanding is how illusions break
I will get lost in the cold
maybe I'll break in two if
and this pain makes no sense.

I miss you and everything happens around me
how I miss you if I'm living in my imagination
and I miss you
and this pain makes no sense.

I miss you
and this season feels like a huge winter
I walk among lonely beggars
I will dream of you with me
I will relive your voice if
and this pain makes no sense.