La Memoria de Mis Sentimientos
Hoy quiero decidir que ya no tengo memoria
Que nada pesa tanto, que me impida seguir con libertad
Hoy miro atrás y quiero ver un lienzo sin trazos
Pero resulta inutil por que al fin comprendi
Que dejaste tus manos sobre mi
Como quien deja su huella en cemento fresco
Y pasa el tiempo y sigue ahí, y pasa gente y sigue ahí
Un monumento a la memoria de mis sentimientos
Que dejaste tu nombre sobre mi. Como quien firma a escondidas en cemento fresco
Y yo que ni cuenta me di, no quise ver que estaba alli
Un monumento a la memoria de mis sentimientos
Al ver el horizonte me resulta tan claro
Que hay un montón de vidas que quisiera vivir con libertad
Creí tener resuelto el veredicto en tu caso
Pero al final de cuentas tengo que resignarme
A que dejaste tus manos sobre mi
Como quien deja su huella en cemento fresco
Y pasa el tiempo y sigue ahí, y pasa gente y sigue ahí
Un monumento a la memoria de mis sentimientos
A que dejaste tu nombre sobre mi. Como quien firma a escondidas en cemento fresco
Y yo que ni cuenta me di, no quise ver que estaba alli
Un monumento a la memoria de mis sentimientos
Tengo que hacer las pases con tu imagen para asi poder seguir adelante
O almenos comprender que te volviste imborrable
Que vas a acompañarme en cada paso como pieza de todo mi equipaje
Cuanto mas pronto lo acepte es mas facil decir
Que dejaste tus manos sobre mi
Como quien deja su huella en cemento fresco
Y pasa el tiempo y sigue ahí, y pasa gente y sigue ahí
Un monumento a la memoria de mis sentimientos
Que dejaste tu nombre sobre mi. Como quien firma a escondidas en cemento fresco
Y yo que ni cuenta me di, no quise ver que estaba alli
Un monumento a la memoria de mis sentimientos
Y pasa tiempo y sigue ahí, y pasa gente y sigue ahí
Un monumento a la memoria de mis sentimientos
Y yo que ni cuenta me di no quise ver que estaba alli
Un monumento a la memoria de mis sentimientos
The Memory of My Feelings
Today I want to decide that I no longer have memory
That nothing weighs so much, that prevents me from moving on freely
Today I look back and want to see a canvas without strokes
But it's useless because I finally understood
That you left your hands on me
Like someone leaves their mark on fresh cement
And time passes and it's still there, and people pass by and it's still there
A monument to the memory of my feelings
That you left your name on me. Like someone secretly signs in fresh cement
And I didn't even realize, I didn't want to see that it was there
A monument to the memory of my feelings
Seeing the horizon makes it so clear to me
That there are so many lives I would like to live freely
I thought I had resolved the verdict in your case
But in the end, I have to resign myself
That you left your hands on me
Like someone leaves their mark on fresh cement
And time passes and it's still there, and people pass by and it's still there
A monument to the memory of my feelings
That you left your name on me. Like someone secretly signs in fresh cement
And I didn't even realize, I didn't want to see that it was there
A monument to the memory of my feelings
I have to make peace with your image so I can move forward
Or at least understand that you became indelible
That you will accompany me in every step as part of all my baggage
The sooner I accept it, the easier it is to say
That you left your hands on me
Like someone leaves their mark on fresh cement
And time passes and it's still there, and people pass by and it's still there
A monument to the memory of my feelings
That you left your name on me. Like someone secretly signs in fresh cement
And I didn't even realize, I didn't want to see that it was there
A monument to the memory of my feelings
And time passes and it's still there, and people pass by and it's still there
A monument to the memory of my feelings
And I didn't even realize, I didn't want to see that it was there
A monument to the memory of my feelings
Escrita por: Santiago Cruz