Cualquiera menos tu

Anyone but you
If something incriminates me, that's you
There's a lot to hide and there's nowhere left
A way to forget
A moment without thinking about anything else
To not go back, not to remember
And nothing else.

Silence is vital and the past
Denies incessantly
Puts your present, my happiness
At stake that I won't risk
Threatens to sink
Any good explanation
And much more
Threatens to tarnish the best reputation
Who to blame.