La Soledad
Abel Pintos
Loneliness
Loneliness is not being alone in one place,
is to have, even the soul empty of crying.
It's to fight, against the wind and the tide of a pain
that bled, and still hurts.
It's to run, among shadows that scream incessantly.
It's to search, in the weak memory and remember.
It's to feel, the return of eternal confusion.
What happened?
Why the hell don't I understand?
Chorus:
And I drown in the silence of my heart,
it makes me resist
and luckily, love
I don't confuse being alone with being without you
because being without you is worse...
than being alone.
Loneliness is not being alone in one place,
is to have, even the soul empty of crying.
It's to fight, against the wind and the tide of a pain
that bled, and still hurts.
It's to feel, the return of eternal confusion.
What happened?
Why the hell don't I understand?
Chorus:
And I drown in the silence of my heart,
it makes me resist
and luckily, love
I don't confuse being alone with being without you
because being without you is worse...
than being alone.
