Tus Ojos Mil

I step back, like time
How much is left for me?
When I return from hell
Your thousand eyes

In the last torment
Of the midsummer of San Juan
Butterflies with lament
Flew over La Paternal

And sometimes I'm better
When I don't know where to go
When sleep doesn't attack
And I feel like writing

The sun refuses to rise
Don't be like that today
I no longer speak of my destiny
Your thousand eyes

In the depths, in the soul, in the end
In what's left of me
In the melancholy effect
Your thousand eyes

The nostalgia of summer
Arrives punctually
And my delayed dreams
Kicked the capital

The ghosts of the past
Beg to go back
Don't forget me as I fade away
I can't help it

A few times
I recognize suffering
The stormy skies
That forget to rain

If you're so far from me
Don't be like that today
I have nothing to do with myself
Your thousand eyes

In the depths, in the soul, in the end
In what's left of me
In the melancholy effect
Your thousand eyes

In the depths, in the soul, in the end
In what's left of me
I didn't want to kill February
Your thousand eyes, your thousand eyes

I didn't want to kill February
I didn't want to kill February
Your thousand eyes