Él Callejón
Nacho Vegas
The Alley
I don't want to go back
To step on the old alley
Where we used to see each other
At mid-morning
I wouldn't find you there
No, we wouldn't both be
Halfway smoking a lucky
Dying with desire
It wouldn't be
That immense place anymore
Long ago
You forgot it
And me with it
And me with it
And I look back to those days
And I can't rescue
Anything that makes me go back
And it's hateful to search
Among the rye
But I want to draw attention
To the fact that there was no
Living being or place
More valuable to me
Under the sky
I've heard
That things are going well for you
Now that you're not here
Now the silence is different
And the darkness is different
No, I don't want to go back
To step on the old alley
It's been so long
And I don't feel anything anymore
But if you decide
One day to come back to the city
We could meet there
At mid-morning.
