Algo Me Falta

Something's Missing

Algo Me Falta

Something's missing when your absence comes around,Algo me falta si tu ausencia me visita,
When your silence sings so long inside of me.Si tu silencio largamente canta en mí
Something's missing with your voice in the distance,Algo me falta con tu voz en la distancia
Without your lonely smile, even my voice feels empty.Sin tu sonrisa solitaria hasta mi voz

I want to feel you in every corner of my home,Quiero sentirte en cada esquina de mi casa
Imagine you here with me every day.Imaginarte cotidiana junto a mí
Just as you are, melancholic, secretive,Tal como eres, melancólica, secreta,
Something impossible, maternal, human in the end.Algo imposible maternal, humana al fín
And if this isn't love, I don't want anything,Y si esto no es amor no quiero nada
And if this isn't love, then it's just loneliness.Y si esto no es amor la soledad
If this emptiness isn't filled,Si este vacío no se cubre
In my throat, there will be songsEn mi garganta habrán canciones
To remember you, my love.Para recordarte, amor

Something's missing if I don't have your words,Algo me falta si no tengo tu palabra,
Your sweet hands in the early morning hours,Tus dulces manos en las horas del amanecer,
Your hair down in the silence of an embrace,Tu pelo suelto en el silencio de un abrazo
Your brown skin resting in my desire.Tu piel morena recostada en mi querer

I want to feel you in every corner of my home,Quiero sentirte en cada esquina de mi casa
Imagine you here with me every day.Imaginarte cotidiana junto a mi
Just as you are, melancholic, secretive,Tal como eres melancolica secreta
Something impossible, maternal, human in the end.Algo imposible maternal, humana al fin
And if this isn't love, I don't want anything,Y si esto no es amor no quiero nada
And if this isn't love, then it's just loneliness.Y si esto no es amor la soledad
If this emptiness isn't filled,Si este vacio no se cubre
In my throat, there will be songsEn mi garganta habran canciones
To remember you, my love.Para recordarte, amor

And if my guitar sheds its skin in your absence,Y si en tu ausencia se desviste mi guitarra
In the immortal of my songs, you'll live on.En lo inmortal de mis canciones viviras