Volver a Perdernos
Edgar Oceransky
To Lose Ourselves Again
I've been searching at home for a while
The piece of soul I lost days ago
Between the mate and cigarette butts
It's hard to find who I used to be
I want to tell you I miss you
That when you left, I understood
That big changes don't take years
Just a second with you
And to lose ourselves again on the edge of a hostel bed
Or in the anonymity of the cold streets of the big city
And for you to tell me about your books and the world you want to change
And to give you a kiss in the middle of the cathedral chairs
And kidnap you for a couple more days with me
And play the seducer or the enemy
Or the one who, despite time, is dying for you
It's hard to explain to the calendar
That time doesn't pass as it says there
That between Monday and Sunday there are so many years
If you're not cuddled up next to me
I want to scream that I miss you
That when you left, I understood
That big changes don't take years
Just a second with you
And to lose ourselves again on the edge of a hostel bed
Or in the anonymity of the cold streets of the big city
And for you to tell me about your books and the world you want to change
And to give you a kiss in the middle of the cathedral chairs
And kidnap you for a couple more days with me
And play the seducer or the enemy
Or the one who, despite time, is dying for you
And if time or destiny decided
That in the end you wouldn't stay with me
Visit you in Buenos Aires or Paris;
In Mexico City, Buenos Aires, or Paris