Te Acuerdas de Mi (Carta #2, 20 Años Despues)

Do you remember me
I'm nothing more than the same skinny guy as always
With a hint of a belly
That is making me look
Like a rope looks
When it has a knot in the middle

Hair a little shorter
And a smoker's cough
That wakes me up at night
I live in the same place
Martyrs Street 28
And I still have the bed
That retains your dampness

The same mole
In the place you already know
I go to the same bar
To see if I can kill my nights
And between a new hangover
And the desire to find you
My life is wearing out

I've tried Yoga
Hare Krishna and Buddhism
I've tried with a witch
A fortune teller and a guru
But I keep getting older
The mirror tells me every day
And you don't show up anywhere

My job is going well
They have even accepted me
As a MasterCard member
And I see more of the left side
Than the right on the menus
I bought a car
I no longer travel by bus

But I miss you terribly
To the point that I haven't used our bed
And if I have an adventure
I roll it on the sofa
To not hurt the memory
That nestles between the mattress

I'm the same as yesterday
Although I don't react like before
You should see me
When desire no longer soars
And amid talks of Borges
And Garcia Marquez
I seek a better moment

I've tried Yoga
Hare Krishna and Buddhism
I've tried with a witch
A fortune teller and a guru
But I keep getting older
The mirror tells me every day
And you don't show up anywhere