Raro
Andrés Obregón
Strange
And it’s strange
To see your eyes dimmed
How your breath slips away
How your bones ache
Because it’s strange
To know what you already know
Your lungs can’t take it anymore
And your heart stops
Because it’s strange to see you go
To see that you know
And you won’t be here anymore
And it’s strange to see that the day has come
The early morning
That call
What can I say to you in these minutes?
I wish for another trip, a few more seconds
When you were okay and the air was plenty
When you even sang to us while playing guitar
And what can I say to you if you already know?
That there are hearts here that will miss you
There’s a chocolate left on the table
A sweet bread in case you come back one day
Everything feels like a dream that isn’t real
A day so far away
Today I can touch it
Say it’s a lie that you can’t talk to me anymore
That you only hear me
And you give me your hand
Say it’s a lie that tomorrow you won’t be here
That you’re just sleeping and you’ll wake up
What can I say to you in these minutes?
I wish for another trip, a few more seconds
When you were okay and the air was plenty
When you even sang to us while playing guitar
What can I say to you if you already know?
That there are hearts here that will miss you
There’s a chocolate left on the table
Next to a sweet bread in case you come back one day
Say it’s a lie that tomorrow came and you’re not here
That you’re not sleeping
You won’t wake up.