Este Pobre Mortal

I still can't believe it...
What are you doing here, I wasn't expecting you
But please don't stay at the door, come in
Take a turn so I can see you, you haven't changed, you're the same
Even though it's going to be a day that you left.

Tell me where you've been, to have remembered
That this poor mortal exists, who can't stop thinking
That without you my life will never be the same....

I struggle so much with your absence,
It's so hard for me to recognize my clumsiness
And finally admit that your presence is a twist of fate
And it makes me so happy that you're here again
Take me out of my disaster, tell me you're staying
I already know, don't say anything, by looking at you I realize
That you've come to take your suitcase.

For a moment I had thought, that you had remembered
That this poor mortal exists, who can't stop thinking
That without you my life will never be the same....