A Quien Corresponda
Abel Velazquez
To Whom It May Concern
To whom it may concern,
I need the air, that your scent left,
Ruins of silence, in broken confessions,
To whom it may concern.
To whom it may concern
That the memory hurts, and the pain suffocates me,
Today the early morning found me crying,
To whom it may concern.
To you,
I forgive you for not loving me
I forgive you, not thinking of me.
I forgive you the kisses
And the nights I couldn't sleep,
I forgive you for drowning my dreams,
Almost to the point of dying,
To whom it may concern,
Not a day has passed, in my sad hours,
Without reminding me, that she is my defeat,
To whom it may concern.
To you
I forgive you for not loving me,
I forgive you not thinking of me.
I forgive you the kisses
And the nights I couldn't sleep,
I forgive you for drowning my dreams
And against my will, being happy.
I forgive you for not loving me
I forgive you, not thinking of me.
I forgive you the kisses
And the nights I couldn't sleep,
I forgive you for drowning my dreams,
And against my will, being happy.
To whom it may concern,
All this emptiness, of song and shadow,
I had to forget you, because you shatter me,
To whom it may concern,
To you.
