Ahora Quien

Now who

Ahora Quien

Who are your arms going to fool now?A quien van a engañar ahora tus brazos?
Who are your lips going to lie to now?A quien van a mentirle ahora tus labios?
Who are you going to say I love you now?A quien vas a decirle ahora te amo?
And then in silence you will give your body to him, you will stop time on the pillow, a thousand hours will pass in your gaze, life will only exist loving you... now who?Y luego en el silencio le daras tu cuerpo, detendras el tiempo sobre la almohada, pasaran mil horas en tu mirada, solo existira la vida amandote...ahora quien?
And whoever will write you poems and letters...and whoever will tell you their fears and faults...whom you will let fall asleep on your back, and then in silence you will tell them I love you, they will stop their breath on their face, they will lose their way in your look, he will forget his life loving you... now who?Y quien te escribira poemas y cartas...y quien te contara sus miedos y faltas..a quien le dejaras dormirse en tu espalda, y luego en el silencio le diras te quiero, detendra su aliento sobre su cara, perdera su rumbo en tu mirada, se le olvidara la vida amandote..ahora quien?
Now who, if it's not me, looks at myself and cries in the mirror and feels illogically stupid?Ahora quien, si no soy yo, me miro y lloro en el espejo y me siento estupido ilogico..
And then I imagine you all giving away the smell of your skin, your kisses, your eternal smile and even the soul in a kiss, in a kiss goes the soul, and in my soul is the kiss that could have been...x2Y luego te imagino toda regalando el olor de tu piel, tus besos tu sonrisa eterna y hasta el alma en un beso,en un beso va el alma,y en mi alma esta el beso que pudo ser..x2
To whom will you leave your aroma in bed, to whom will the memory remain tomorrow, to whom will the hours pass calmly? and then in silence he will desire your body, time will stop on his face, he will spend a thousand hours at the window, his voice will run out calling you...now who?A quien le dejaras tu aroma en la cama, a quien le quedara el recuerdo mañana, a quien le pasaran las horas con calma? y luego en el silencio deseara tu cuerpo, se detendra el tiempo sobre su cara , pasara mil horas en la ventana, se le acabra la voz llamandote...ahora quien?