Que No

Sometimes I imagine
Meeting you again
Returning to that afternoon
To that station
Walking down Las Aguas street
We had the time and the mission
Sometimes I imagine you
Shutting me up
Filling our constellation with arguments
The light of your open eyes waiting for the encounter
Sometimes, I set up the house to your liking
Buy flowers and apologize
For some annoyance

You travel freely through my legs
No more
Making up plans
That don't exist
No one knows what we were
Our sex and our blood
Not, not, not, not, not

You draw wings for me
No more
And you throw me from afar
No more
I want to break free
From what holds me captive
Not, not, not, not
Not, not, not, not
Not

We lower
The blinds halfway
The Sun through the cracks
Serves as our tablecloth
In the air
Returns what was in the air
Love in waning moon
Defying

You travel freely through my body
No more
Making up plans
That don't exist
No one knows what we were
Our sex and our blood
Not, not, not, not
Not, not, not, not

You draw wings for me
No more
And you throw me from afar
No more
I want to break free
From what holds me captive
Not, not, not, not
Not, not, not, not

You draw wings for me
No more
And you throw me from afar
Not
I want to break free
From what holds me captive
Not, not, not, not
Not, not, not, not
Not, not
Not
Sometimes
I set up the house to your liking
Buy flowers and apologize
For some annoyance