Frente a Frente

Is left over
There is little left
Of our love
There is hardly anything left
Just a thousand words
They remain

Is left over
Only silence
That makes it explode
The cold and long night
The night that never ends
Only
That remains

Only left
The desire to cry
Seeing that our love
He walks away

Face to face
We lower our gaze
Well, there's nothing left to talk about
Nothing

Only left
The desire to cry
Seeing that our love
He walks away

Face to face
We lower our gaze
Well, there's nothing left to talk about
Nothing

Is left over
Little tenderness
And sometime
Doing something crazy
A kiss is already a force
Is left over

Is left over
A kind gesture
Not to do
The unbearable life
And thus drown the sorrows
Only
That remains

Only left
The desire to cry
Seeing that our love
He walks away

Face to face
We lower our gaze
Well, there's nothing left to talk about
Nothing

Only left
The desire to cry
Seeing that our love
He walks away

Face to face
We lower our gaze
Well, there's nothing left to talk about
Nothing

Only left
The desire to cry
Seeing that our love
He walks away