Dios Está Ahí

You wait, you wait, you wait
In the same place as yesterday
Very punctual to the same train

You turn and turn and turn
Waiting to recognize the face you went to see
You've been sitting for three hours
Your back hurts a little
And once again you're standing

You see people, going up and down
Many colors, many races
But not the one you were waiting for

He left with someone else and lied to you
Breaking your poor heart in two

God is there when someone fails you
God is there when there are no words left
And when you think your story is over
God tells you: 'No. I have part two'

Last night you read a letter written in mold and pencil
October fifth and in Spanish
It said: 'Hello! How are you?
I'm writing to tell you I want to separate from you'

And you cry because you don't know why
If you were the perfect woman
Everything in your house was a party
But... He left with someone else and lied to you
Breaking your poor heart in two.