Victor Manuelle me corta el alma

Why hold on and wait
what's the point, if you're not here
just get out of the habit of living with you without having you, it feels bad to me
I feel so much anger
everything It broke like a glass
and like a glass...
Today it cuts my soul
it breaks my dreams,
it hurts your memories
and I feel like it kills me
br/>Today it cuts my soul
and even if I don't want to
I say goodbye to my strength
because there is nothing, nothing, nothing
to revive
when a heart dies.
Don't pretend to me anymore,
heal my wounds with your salt
your explanations at the end,
far from clarifying me, they confuse me more
and every word
this pain is deepening
that with its edge...
Today it cuts my soul
it breaks my dreams,
it hurts your memories
and I feel that it kills me
Today it cuts my soul
and even if I don't want to
I say goodbye to my strength
because there is nothing, nothing, nothing
to revive
when a heart dies .
And who understands
when love leaves and does not return,
I let you go
if that is what you want
although your goodbye
with its edge...