Llantos Que Valen La Pena

I, who live on the moon
Want to give you my two cents
You live in a lagoon
A prisoner of the night
Of untimely laughter,
Tears that are worth it,
Prisons of bitterness,
Words that are chains
Why don't you fulfill
Your sentence of sleepless nights?
Because I am your cell
If you are my novel
I am your tragicomedy
You lift me up like foam,
I go down through your hips
If you lift me to the moon,
You'll see a full moon
And your eyes looked at me
And the moon fell from the sky
And your words spoke to me,
Although lately I don't understand you
But I get so bad
Every time your hair brushes against me
Almost like a weird bug,
A new kind of insect
No, no, no
That's why you think I'm a dream,
Dream that I think,
Send me a kiss,
Call me one of these days
I'm on the subway with no signal
And at the stop of your waist
And brighten up this sad figure
Tell me a story, give me madness
Because if not, then I'll make it up
But I get so bad
Every time your hair brushes against me
Almost like a weird bug,
A new kind of insect
No, no, no
And if I have to die
Let me die in spring
To be able to take root
And always live by your side
And if you have to leave,
Take me in a suitcase
I promise not to weigh you down,
You make sure not to lose it
And your eyes looked at me...
And your words spoke to me...
But I get so bad...
Almost like a weird bug...
No, no...
That's why you think I'm a dream...
Send me a kiss...
I'm on the subway...
And at the stop of your waist...