Tiempo de Rosas

I feel your gaze on my back
with an accusing finger piercing me
I feel like turning around and replying:
it's true, I no longer love you.

Those flowers without a card have hurt you
you don't even dare to think you've lost me
you forget that your forgetfulness hurts me
ignoring me is now a normal habit.

With him, they're roses, with you, ice
to him, I breathe, with you, I die
I don't want to argue or make scenes
I'm going to protect my heart.

With him, they're roses, with you, ice
with him, I'm different inside and out
you had my time in your arms
and you never filled it with love.

Those flowers without a card are a witness
that I can provoke some reason
you forget that your forgetfulness hurts me
ignoring me is now a normal habit.

With him, they're roses, with you, ice
to him, I breathe, with you, I die
I don't want to argue or make scenes
I'm going to protect my heart.

With him, they're roses, with you, ice
with him, I'm different inside and out
you had my time in your arms
and you never filled it with love.

With him, they're roses

With him, they're roses, with you, ice
to him, I breathe, with you, I die
I don't want to argue or make scenes
I'm going to protect my heart.

With him, they're roses, with you, ice
with him, I'm different inside and out
you had my time in your arms
and you never filled it with love.