He Aprendido a Vivir

I've learned to live with what little I have
I don't need more; simply
Your voice that caresses my reason

Letters in the mailbox and no sender
And a story of two that hides
Under the carpet and the mattress

Downpour in Paris on a May day
And an unopened trunk on the porch
Waiting for a transfer to Madrid

How hard it is to open closed eyes
When they don't want to see that the future
Is in that corner where you and I
Met Atreyu

It's better to sing
Understanding that the world is a bit complex

Today I want to live thinking that it's me
Who has made a firm decision
The one who has escaped from those puppets who want to be
The voice-over of my memories
I'm not going back to the cemetery of shared illusions
Why, if my foundations no longer tremble?

Today I prefer the West End, I have a better memory
And I invent the script of a story
That has as its author glasses of alcohol

I see a sparrow flying in Bécquer's texts
And I delay the clock to give myself more time to discover what was the mistake
Of the last kisses

It's better to sing
Understanding that the world is a bit complex

Today I want to live thinking that it's me
Who has made a firm decision
The one who has escaped from those puppets who want to be
The voice-over of my memories
I'm not going back to the cemetery of shared illusions
Why, if my foundations no longer tremble?

You'll never be alone, I swear
There's nothing I can do
Just stop, just stop and listen

And I still, and I still
Miss you like deserts miss water
Miss you like deserts miss water

The storm has passed
You have the opportunity
To find what made us love

In a world of million chances
Why risk everything on one card
A little bit of this
A little bit of that

I can't describe you
I can't even name you
They are lines

Let out the darkness, breathe in the light
Let out the darkness
Let out the darkness, breathe in the light
Let out the darkness
Breathe in the light