Frío de Ausencia

Absence Cold

I saw her for the last time that afternoon
when little by little joy
was fading away and the poor melancholic
and cowardly heart
as it gazed at her face
failed I felt cold and it was the cold of absence
I felt fear fear of oblivion.

Her presence penetrated my body
feeling confused in front of her
goodbye I said embracing her in my
arms goodbye goodbye.

I will now go on the path of life
leaving my heart in your
lap for you to keep it like a
uncertain affection in the encephalic chest
living in your memory while I return
I hope it hasn't died.

I feel cold and it's the cold of absence
I feel fear fear of oblivion but
take me daily in your memory I will demand
if I have died for you I will return
to warm myself with your body my love
to you.

Goodbye I said embracing her in my
arms goodbye goodbye.