Eres

You are... my tranquility,
Perdition, old wound
That will not heal.
You are... desolation and guilt,
A sad dormant anguish
Breaking the memory.

I know it's late as always
To be able to say
That sorry I didn't say,
When I left
I escaped from everything,
Forgetting even who I was.

On the endless road
Where I wanted to flee,
Searching relentlessly
And never giving up,
I found almost everything
But I have lost you.

And if you call, I will die,
Regretting having left
Without saying sorry,
And I shout not knowing how
To love you and recover you,
I will seek the return.

And I know we won't see each other again
In time,
And I know the wounds won't heal
In a day.

You are a slow heartbeat,
I fade and stumble,
I can't go on.
You are my moonlight,
Broken, extinguished, damaged moon,
Cry for your return.

I know it's late
As always...

On the endless road...

And if you call, I will die...

And I know we won't see each other again
In time,
And I know the wounds won't heal
In a day.

I know the return is long
I don't care,
I will return.