Desde El Bar

I'm in the same place
The same street, the same bar...
The same one you loved
Where you swore to me
That I wouldn't be here without you...

My friend the bartender asked me about you
He came to ask me:
And where is that skinny girl?
It's strange that you're not with her!
What happened?...

And how can I pretend not to be so bad, to be normal...
If my face shows it like a sign, that I miss you...

And how to resist, that I'm without you, that you're not here now
How to make the minutes and hours make sense
If you're not here, my love, I don't know how to live
If you're not going to allow me to be close
And to love you and to adore you, and to smell you, to give you whatever love I can
What will become of me?

Memories come to my mind, like beer bubbles
And among laughter and noise, a broken dream slips away, in my silence

The bar is no longer the same bar
Nor are the same people there
And I think that from being so much, imagining that you were there
Today I was the best customer...

And how do I stop thinking about you
If remembering you is my way of surviving

And how to resist, that I'm without you, that you're not here now
How to make the minutes and hours make sense
If you're not here, my love, I don't know how to live
If you're not going to allow me to be close
And to love you and to adore you, and to smell you, to give you whatever love I can
What will become of me?

na na na na...
na na na na...

And how to resist, that I'm without you, that you're not here now
How to make the minutes and hours make sense
If you're not here, my love, I don't know how to live
If you're not going to allow me to be close
And to love you and to adore you, and to smell you, to give you whatever love I can
What will become of me?