La Esperanza De Volar

I have a passion that devours me
slowly stealing my hours
inside there's a pain that is contained
dying, it's dying and never dies

Your hair is an era
if your gaze is like cinnamon
and if I've asked your drawn lips
to take away this pain of mine

I have the hope of flying
in a new world
I have the hope of continuing
to live off your kisses

How you pass by my door without greeting me

The light has gone, it's been lost
the darkness of our river is gray
and today is like yesterday, like always
the moon doesn't caress the current
oh if in your hair there's an era
if I've asked your drawn lips
to take away this pain of mine

I have the hope of flying

How you pass by my door without greeting me
how you pass by my window without asking me
how you pass over my suffering
and on top of that, you take away the joy I have