Garua
Cacho Castaña
Drizzle
What a night full of boredom and cold,
The wind brings a strange lament,
The night seems like a well of shadows,
And I walk very slowly in the shadows
Meanwhile, the drizzle intensifies with its thorns,
In my heart.
On this night so cold and so mine
Always thinking about the same thing, I sink
And even if I want to rip it out,
Discard it and forget it
I remember it more...
Drizzle!....
Alone and sad on the sidewalk
Goes this heart, frozen
With the sadness of a shack
Feeling...your ice
Because she, with her forgetfulness
Today has opened a leak
Lost!..
Like a ghost that in the shadow
The more he looks, the more he calls her
Drizzle...sadness
Even the sky has started to cry!....
What a night full of boredom and cold
No one can be seen crossing the corner
On the street, the row of streetlights,
Shines the asphalt with a dim light
And I go like a reject, always alone
Always apart, remembering you...
The drops fall into the puddle of my soul
To the bone, soaked and frozen..
And humiliating this torment
The wind still passes by...
Pushing me!
