Antonio Orozco es mi soledad

Alone, spinning memories that speak of you,
alone, I spit out the silence that springs up in me,
I cry and invent regrets
that disguise truths that I find.
I lie and hide the anguish When I discover that I am lying,
because of the cowardice that lives in me,
I cry and silently assume
the mistakes that I had and teach me to know.
it is my loneliness, which insults me attached to my skin,
the one that shouts at me you have to learn, is my loneliness.
it is my loneliness that does not want to be, the one that has the resentment,
the one that takes me always to beg
for those verses and caresses that your love taught me.
it is my loneliness that is seen, that will make me learn,
that that always leads me to remember
what bitterness is, pure and simple, loneliness.
it is my loneliness.
cold that I feel perfect, consolation of fools,
pride of fools, words without funds,
My drowning is sincere, in the sea of u200bu200bmy thawing soul.
Time, rhyming the verses, that lose without your kisses,
I surrender to the memory, suffering if I think
and tired I wait for time to heal it
and let me know
it is my loneliness that insults me, stuck to my skin,
the one that shouts at me, you have to learn, it is my loneliness.
it is my loneliness that does not want to be, the one that has resentment,
the one that always leads me to beg
for those verses and caresses that your love taught me
it is my loneliness that is visible, that will make me learn,
that always leads me to remember
what bitter, pure and simple, loneliness is.
it is my loneliness.
no matter how much I try, I don't understand.
no matter how much I feel it, no matter how much I remember,
no matter how much I get entangled, with nothing but silence
I remember you.tani