Often I still think of you
I believe that one day you will come back
Throw you at my knees
Beg me not to curse you anymore
Tell me your regrets for us
I dream that you are going to write to me
That remorse has made you crazy
That without me you can no longer laugh
That far from me you are no longer nothing at all
In your silences I hear cries
In your absences I feel boredom
In your wanderings of prohibitions
Which dismember you and loosen us
Often I still think of you
I imagine that you have lost the taste for living
That the lack of us tears you apart
That our shadow follows you everywhere
In your silences I hear cries
In your absences I feel boredom
In your wanderings of prohibitions
Which dismember you and loosen us
The wild sailboats of our lives
What do we do with them?
Of our trampled childhoods
Of the time that longs for us?
In your silences I 'hear cries
In your absences I feel boredom
In your wanderings of prohibitions
Which dismember you and untie us
Wild sailboats of our lives
br/>What do we do with it?
Murdered innocence
Time that cures us of everything?