LYRICS GAME

I only have a photograph

To remember what our love was

You only left me creams in the bathroom

And our answering-machine message

It's likely that it surprises you that I'm writing you

The day after seeing you with him

I don't want you to think badly about what I say

Let me tell you only as a friend

Just a couple of months ago

I saw a girl in the park

She was crying inconsolably, and when I asked what's wrong

She told me everything's because of a coward

That filled me with lies

And I've dishonored my father

Because of him I left the man

That had always loved me

I quit school

I pushed my friends aside

Until one day my father said leave

He was thirty-five, I was seventeen

And don't think that it's an old wives' tale

I beg you, don't look for a moral

If I tell you this it's because I've loved you

Please pay attention to what I say

Then I kept seeing her two or three more times

I think because she reminded me of you

We only talked about silly things

But I couldn't make her laugh

Why do you still drag that pain?

I asked and she couldn't answer me

And after sighing and swallowing

She picked up the story that began that day

I'm alone and broke

He's wrecked my life

For now I'm staying

At a friend's place

And lowering her voice she said through her teeth

I can't go to my parents

While she stroked her belly

When I gave her the news

The look on her face changed

She slipped her hand into her pocket

To pull out a ring

And angrily showed me that snapshot

This is him with his two kids and

This is his wife Milania

And don't think that it's an old wives' tale

I beg you, don't look for a moral

If I tell you this it's because I've loved you

Please pay attention to what I say

Because now comes the part

That's hardest for me to tell you

Because I know your gaze

When you're in love, but the man

With whom yesterday you walked hand in hand

Was the same man in the photograph

That she showed me

It might look like I want

You to dump that guy

But really the only thing that I want

Is that you don't suffer, my love

Because I still love you

That didn't change

P.S

He'll stitch lies for you

I'll improvise truths

He shines only in your eyes

Mine, though now red

Clear like springs

He'll lie down in the getaway

I'll always be by your side

He'll mislead your doubts with thorned velvet

And when his summer ends

Anxious, feverish and leap-yeared in Madrid

I'll be the reckless September

That sweeps everything away

The one that hugs the last ray

Of the August that no longer breathes

I'll be your new moon, and I want to

I'll be it anyway

But we still have summer left

Where the moon and the nights

Are still very short