En La Palma de Mi Mano

I only feel what was lost
Like the silk that the worm
Has left when it starts to fly
A witness of its own past

Why so many feelings
Like rain in the desert
Without a reason
They fell helplessly
And nothing else grew

What am I when courage fails me
A bad actor who even forgot his role

Each of the lines
That destiny has engraved
In the palm of my hand

I only feel what was lost
Like the silk that the worm
Has left
When it starts to fly
A witness
Of its own past

If that moment lasted
When we daydream
Without fear
The air is nourishment
And the world a song

What am I when courage fails me...
A bad actor who even forgot his role
Each of the lines
That destiny has engraved
In the palm of my hand