Algo De Mi
Campo de Almas
Something About Me
A goodbye without reasons
a few years without value...
I got used to your kisses
and your honey-colored skin,
to the curve of your body,
to your laughter and your being.
My voice breaks when I call you
and your name becomes ivy
that embraces me and among its branches,
it hides my sadness.
Something about me, something about me, something about me
is dying,
I want to live, I want to live,
to know why you're leaving, love.
You're leaving, love, but you stay
because you're a part of me,
and in my house and in my soul
there's a place for you.
I know that tomorrow when I wake up
I won't find who I used to find
and in their place there will be a void
big and silent like the dawn...
Something about me, something about me, something about me
is dying,
I want to live, I want to live,
to know why you're leaving, love.