Oigo Tu Voz

Fear of dying,
longing to live,
dream or reality?...
Something wants to be
a sunrise
in my loneliness...
Song that I forgot,
places that I left,
happiness that I lost...
Today in the emotion
of my heart
everything comes back to me!

I hear your voice
the one my ear doesn't forget!
Your voice brings me
to my hidden sorrow
the light and life
of a sunbeam...
I hear again
my name in your accent,
without deciphering
if it's the word I feel
wind's lie,
delirium, nothing more...

I tremble to know
if you're at my door,
if it's your own voice;
and I don't want to open
to not cry
my illusion dead...
Let me think
that you will come to save
the shattered love...
Let me believe
that you are always, in the end,
better than me!