Para que seas feliz

Who could understand you like I do, who could love you the same.

Who could tell you with this pain that you are my good and I
I am your evil.

Who can feel the cold that eats me deeper inside?
The skin, I doubt that that one is more perfect than me.

Who could, without money and without words, what I gave you,
Who could receive from your arms that warmth that in me
I asked for a prayer.

Who will be the one who hears from your lips what I couldn't tell you?
To hear "that it is more to die than to be now without you, without you."

Where do I go that you are not there, I was never smart to
Loving you, I never knew there was an after.

I want to scream far from here, that my worth is worth it
Pain and my condemnation... so that you can be happy.