Sólo Palabras

(this is a love story
that I want to tell you)

How poor it must have been...
Your love
your love, your love, your love
how little it must have been
that it vanished so soon

how little you were in my life...
that my love
flew, flew, flew
they say you have forgotten me
and I say the same

Nothing,
nothing remains of your love
from nothing comes nothing
like nothing at all
was your love

Nothing,
nothing remains of your love
like the leaf is carried by the wind
so the wind carries your love
It took it away