La Noche Más Larga

I wouldn't know how to paint a more beautiful moon
I wouldn't know how to fix an instrument that never fails
And I don't know where your fear of not getting lost came from
Despite what you've been through, your happiness deceives

Maybe the beautiful moon has been swallowed by the night
Maybe the wind doesn't sound, unless it's behind some reproach
Maybe because in reality, I no longer feel like water in you
What will it be? It will be another very long night, it will be another very long night

I know there's nothing impossible, just incapable beings
Of taking off the masks that force them to lie
One offers solutions and the other thinks of fleeing
Although it may not seem like it, pain is also forgotten

Maybe my new moon has been swallowed by the night
Maybe my love is not worth it because I no longer stay silent in front of your reproach
Maybe because in reality, in you, it's been a long time, a long time since there's been water
What will it be? What will it be? It will be another very long night, it will be another very long night