I already know that she doesn't get it
The heart listens to your head
The night starts and with it my journey
I look for you alone in my best dress
What is it that has happened?
What is it that is left after so many years?
I look at those eyes that once looked at me
I seek your mouth, your hands, your hugs
But you don't feel anything
And you disguise yourself as cordiality
No gestures nor passionate looks
Not a trace of the kisses that you used to give me
For which every night and every day
In which now, you see yourself
Like a toy that crashes against a wall
And I get lost as soon as I search
An opportunity, a miracle, or a spell
To turn beautiful and you, handsome with me
Before the eyes that once looked at me
I turn my back and take a few steps
And I chalk up another defeat
While my mouth says 'never again'
No gestures nor passionate looks
Not a trace of the kisses that you used to give me
For which every night and every day
In which now, you see yourself
For not being of ice when the sky
No gestures nor passionate looks
Not a trace of the kisses that you used to give me
For which every night and every day
In which now, you see yourself