No Quiere Saber de Mí
Ella llego, desde la nada hasta mi amor,
En una nube, de silencios, sin control,
Y permitió, que yo anidara este dolor,
En las heridas, de su pobre corazón.
Y hoy, no quiere saber de mí,
Nada más, no quiere saber de mí,
Que puedo hacer, si ha decidido destruir,
Todos los cuentos, que pudimos compartir,
Si solamente, no quiere saber de mí.
Me conquisto, con su sonrisa de mujer,
Antagonista, de su boca y su niñez,
Y con sus labios remendó, todo el ayer,
Mientras mis labios, se extraviaban en su piel.
Y hoy, no quiere saber de mí,
Nada más, no quiere saber de mí,
Que puedo hacer, si ha decidido destruir,
Todos los cuentos, que pudimos compartir,
Si simplemente, no pude hacerla feliz.
Se equivoco de dirección, y simplemente,
Hoy decidió, que yo sobraba en su mirar,
Si su tragedia era más grande que mis alas,
Por que pidió que yo cargara, con su mar.
Y hoy, no quiere saber de mí,
Nada más, no quiere saber de mí,
Y ya no tengo otra manera, de escribir,
Que sin sus besos ella me, dejo morir,
Y aunque quisiera rescatarla, del olvido,
Ella no quiere, saber nada, más de mí.
She Doesn't Want to Know About Me
She arrived, from out of nowhere into my love,
On a cloud, of silences, out of control,
And allowed me, to nest this pain,
In the wounds, of her poor heart.
And today, she doesn't want to know about me,
Nothing more, she doesn't want to know about me,
What can I do, if she has decided to destroy,
All the stories, that we could share,
If only, she doesn't want to know about me.
She conquered me, with her womanly smile,
Antagonist, of her mouth and her childhood,
And with her lips she mended, all of yesterday,
While my lips, got lost in her skin.
And today, she doesn't want to know about me,
Nothing more, she doesn't want to know about me,
What can I do, if she has decided to destroy,
All the stories, that we could share,
If simply, I couldn't make her happy.
She got the wrong direction, and simply,
Today she decided, that I was surplus in her gaze,
If her tragedy was bigger than my wings,
Why did she ask me to carry, her sea.
And today, she doesn't want to know about me,
Nothing more, she doesn't want to know about me,
And I have no other way, to write,
That without her kisses she let me, die,
And even if I wanted to rescue her, from oblivion,
She doesn't want, to know anything, more about me.