El Baúl de Los Recuerdos

Searching in the trunk of memories
I found myself sharpening a lie
I found myself face to face with time
That still lies ahead

What kind of song am I going to write for you
What day will you be free
There's so much left for me to tell you
That I have my smile mortgaged

And the best is just beginning
The table is already set
Oh ohooo ooooh ooooh

There has always been and always will be a remedy
We shouldn't take everything so seriously
If nothing is worth as much as a kiss
Wrapped in bitterness, in farewell or in mystery

I have a desperate song left
Praying for you to come back someday
And the edge of a wounded glass
Begging for another tequila

And the best is just beginning
The table is already set
Oh ohooo ooooh ooooh

The story of this journey repeats itself
See you at the next stop
The river always returns to the same place
And never gives you back the same water
The river always returns to the same place
And never gives you back the same water

And the best is just beginning

I will write a verse for you
What day will you be free
A verse that the one who is sad will sing
When I leave