Y Si Fuera Ella

And, what if it were her?

She, glides and runs me over.
And, even though sometimes I don't care
I know, that the day I lose her
I will suffer again for
Her, who appears and hides
Who leaves and who stays
Who is question and answer
Who is my darkness, my star
Her, she combs my soul and tangles it
Goes with me but I don't know where
My rival, my companion
Who is so inside my life and at the same time, so outside
I know I will get lost again and
I will find her again
But with a different face and a different
Different name and a different body
But she is still her, who leads me again
She never answers me when, turning the wheel

She, becomes cold and eternal
A sigh in the storm
To whom I change the voice so many times
People who come and go and, it's always
Her, who lies to me and denies it
Who forgets me and reminds me
But if my mouth makes a mistake
But if my mouth makes a mistake and when I call her I name another
Sometimes she feels compassion for this crazy
Blind and crazy heart
Whatever God wants it to be
My sin is the clumsiness of ignoring
That there are those who have no heart
And they keep burning, keep burning me and burn me

And, what if it were her?
Sometimes she feels compassion for this crazy, blind and crazy heart
Her, who tells me blind her
If life is a wheel, it keeps turning
And no one knows when they have to jump and I look at her
And, what if it were her?