El Último Baile

The dirt,
rests beneath the carpets,
of the city...
He takes a sip,
clenches his teeth carefully
not to cry again.

And among his things,
a glass breaks
it's an old photo...
landscape with smiles, by the sea...

She is,
she is very cold in her decisions
He doesn't know what to say
they spent the nights
with their books and alarm clocks
set at different times.

He walks slowly,
dragging his feet,
and with each step
he thinks about calling her and saying...

I love you... I love you,
do you want to dance one last time?
do you want to kiss me?
do you want to come back..?

The last dance
to kiss you once more
one last hug
and I promise I'll go

I'll go...
I'll go...
I'll go...
I'll go...