Llorando En El Espejo

I feel you breathing far from your place
Today I had a dream with you
How crazy we both were
In the good times

You wished to leave your eternal garden
I from my silly glow
When meeting was the end
And life the engine

The white line ended
There are no signs in your eyes and I am
Crying in the mirror, I can see it

To a skillful player, transcendental actor
In search of that role
That justifies with action
All fantasy

Who plays the saxophone, while his inspiration
Dances your way of being
Who disintegrates with a blues
That absurd prison