a donde vas?
El Bordo
Where are you going?
Tangled in my thoughts,
Tied to what still hurts.
I just want to escape to another place,
Where I don't feel like this, so terribly alone.
I'm tired of the disguise,
I'm tired of being a slave to dissatisfaction.
I just want to caress a song,
And thus forget what I lost,
For not having listened always.
Where do you go when the days have no colors?
Where do you go, my heart?
I retreat from the pain.
I take refuge in my den without moving.
I only come out to breathe when necessary,
Without rushing, nor speeding up, because nothing really matters.
Only the kiss of the end, I've heard the beginning more than a thousand times.
Will it be chance or the cause of what is always in front?
Where do you go when the days have no colors?
Where do you go, my heart?
