De Un Mundo Raro

When they talk to you about love and illusions, and offer you a whole sun and sky, if you remember me, don't mention me because you will feel good love.
And if they want to know about your past, it's necessary to tell a lie, say you come from there, from a strange world; that you don't know how to cry, that you don't understand love and that you have never loved. Because wherever I go, I will speak of your love as a golden dream; and forgetting the resentment, I won't say that your goodbye made me unhappy. And if they want to know about my past, it's necessary to tell another lie, I will tell them I came from a strange world, that I don't know pain, that I triumphed in love and that I have never cried.