Canción Para mi Muerte

There was a time that was beautiful
And I was truly free
I kept all my dreams
In crystal castles
Little by little I grew up
And my love fables
Began to fade
Like soap bubbles
I will find you one morning
Inside my room
And you will make the bed
For two

The road is long
When one looks back
You cross borders
Without realizing perhaps
Hold onto the handrail
Because before arriving
A thousand old people clung
But they left just the same
I will find you one morning
Inside my room
And you will make the bed
For two

I would like to know your name
Your place, your address
And if they have given you a phone
Also your number
I beg you to let me know
If you come to find me
It's not because I'm afraid
I just want to get ready
I will find you one morning
Inside my room
And you will make the bed
For two