El Museo de La Distancias Rotas
Jorge Drexler
The Museum of Broken Distances
The museum of broken distances
It kept what you told me
You left drop by drop
Your life in mine, your life in mine.
A silence that came from afar
Came to occupy my empty heart
Of the sorrow that the river carried away floating.
Each one at the mercy of its current
And at the mercy of gravity, the veil
Suddenly time became latent
Your hand in my hair, your hand in my hair.
And a silence with your same eyes
Came to occupy my empty heart
Of the sorrow that the river carried away floating,
Of the sorrow that the river carried away floating.
