Que Se Siente
Floricienta
What It Feels Like
Let's see what it feels like
When you feel nothing
You emptied yourself of words
The mornings died
Heart riddled
By the bullets of your absence
If the jasmine no longer blooms
If the sun doesn't enter the house
I was left disheartened
So disarmed I am without you
Unprotected without your loving hands desolate
So deeply crazy
Badly loved in love
What it feels like, when everything ends
With the wounded soul, what it feels like
What it feels like, with the abandoned fire
By your kisses, your caresses, what it feels like
Ahhh ahhh what it feels like
Ahhh ahhh what it feels like
Let's see what it feels like
When love is made of clay
And it falls, it crumbles
And it slips through the hands
Heart shattered
With no return from failure
Only the hollow of pain
With holes without love
I was left disheartened
So disarmed I am without you
Unprotected without your loving hands desolate
So deeply crazy
Badly loved in love
What it feels like, because it has lost everything
So absent, so isolated, what it feels like
What it feels like, with a lump in the throat
Seeing what never ends, what it feels like
What it feels like, because it has lost everything
So absent, so isolated, what it feels like
What it feels like, with a lump in the throat
Seeing what never ends, what it feels like
Ahhh what it feels like
This is what it feels like, if it feels
This is what it feels like, if it feels
Ahhh what it feels like