Viejo amor nuevo amor

Old love... of glass
new love... that leaves
you leave and upon leaving
my reason also leaves.

I still remember the cold afternoons
the questions I answered with silence
leaning on your window
nobody wants to see you like this
begging for love
how to start
with broken hearts
tomorrow with eyes that are leaving
you know well that one day you will be mine.

Who knows if we have to start
what one day must end
that is lost... by trying
a secret of love at first sight
if something remains to love
if something remains to love.