Por las calles de la vida

Through the streets of life
we got lost, you and me.
Who’s gonna forget the pain
when that pain
feels like cravings...
Who’s gonna swallow the tears
when those tears
rise to the eyes...
She’s in my sad days...
She’s in the dark nights of my drama...
And she’s in my shadowy life
like a pure
shot of whiskey.

Through the streets of life
we got lost, you and me...

You won’t have to wait
and cry
in the early morning...
You won’t have to suffer
bitterness for my
crazy antics...
Nor the handkerchief you ironed with love
flirting in my pocket will you place.
Nor that angry kiss
that you always gave me
when you came back...
Today you lack all that
and I lack your heart.

Through the streets of life
we got lost, you and me...

Who’s gonna tell me: Forget!...
If even if I forget
I carry her inside...
Who’s gonna tell me: Erase her!...
If my suffering
corners me.
Never, never do I forget...
My life has tied itself in a knot with her life...
And today my dreams crumble
on the grave
of this passion.

Through the streets of life
we got lost, you and me...