Cómo No Morirme En Esta Locura

How could I have imagined
that so much tenderness you could keep,
that with a simple downpour
you would steal the flight
of my eternity.

How could I have imagined
lost, mischievous,
drinking your thirst.
How to explain that I return
to my street and my time,
that I exist maybe.

How to defy
the voice that rushes me.
How not to die
in this madness.

I owe you the sun
of the purest night,
the one that saves me the love verse.

(Chorus) How not to die in this madness.

A star reigns between your voice
and the center of my wound.
I am dying like this from so much life.

(Chorus) How not to die in this madness.

Your spring knocks down the mud
and cleans this path.
Only with you do I discover the truth.

(Chorus) How not to die in this madness.