La Octava Noche
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The Eighth Night
My fears and sickness sharpened my senses
I’m overloaded, drowning my heartbeats in echoes
It’s been eight nights, my heart’s still with you
And in a funeral tone, I accept that you’re gone
Buried under boards lies my heart
I get it, you’re with him, so where do I fit in this story?
Come, I beg you, come back and stay here,
It’s another night, I won’t be able to sleep
I wish I could see you and tell you
I love you and I’ll always be here
I’m limited by the deafening scream of my soul
This black silence is wrapped in words
Words that will say in my book how much I love you
And when the sun sets, they’ll tell you how much I miss you
Buried under boards lies my heart
I get it, you’re with him, so where do I fit in this story?
(I look in the mirror once more, it’s my reflection and you’re not there)
Come, I beg you, come back and stay here,
It’s another night, I won’t be able to sleep
I wish you were here right now
That I love you so much, it will always be this way