Soledad
Jorge Drexler
Solitude
Solitude,
Here are my credentials,
I've been knocking on your door
For a while now,
I think we'll spend some time together,
I suggest that you and I get to know each other.
Here I am,
I bring you my scars,
Words on staff paper,
Don't pay too much attention to what they say,
You'll find me
In everything I've kept silent.
It's over now,
I've let the illusion
That living is painless fade away.
How strange that it's you
Who accompanies me, solitude,
To me who never really knew
How to be alone.
