Domingo
El Trio de Omar Rodriguez Lopez
Sunday
In the end memories win over us
Fleeting straight line of all my desires
So much lost love between my fingers
All the pain of what I regret
I leave behind figures in my dreams
Unfinished remain my projects
I will carry the warmth of my affections
I will speak to them of our mistakes
I feel like living
Take a piece of me
I will respect the things we lived
Together at last
We face challenges
Stay still, I'm no longer cold
I will be led by the hand of destiny
I feel like living
Take a piece of me
