Flor de Romero

Here the story ends,
here the tale has ended,
here the wheel stops,
my body doesn't move with your winds.

Free like the tide,
strong without your ties,
this well is empty,
my lips changed the lock.

I got tired of opening my heart
and you not wanting me,
of begging for your love
my veins went cold.

Let me be happy,
get out of my life
and don't make noise when you leave.

I'm going to plant rosemary flowers in my window
so the bad goes away,
and the good comes in,
I don't die for your divine face anymore,
the story is over,
the wheel stopped, I don't love you anymore.

I don't want to follow in your footsteps
like a lapdog,
I'm not interested in your glory,
your life, your work, or your money.

Don't talk to me about promises,
I know them by heart,
this story is another story
your tears don't soften me anymore.

The irrationality of your reasoning
has hurt me a lot,
your better half has soured,
you're a stranger to me.

Let me be happy,
get out of my life
and don't make noise when you leave.

I'm going to plant rosemary flowers in my window...