Dos Hojas Sin Rumbo
Julio Preciado
Two Leaves Without Direction
Who says I'm crying,
who says I'm screaming,
that I'm dying for your love,
if you know I'm just drinking,
just sailing
between glasses of liquor.
Why are you saying
that you won't come back
if you keep stumbling
you will fall,
better pretend
that it was you and me
two aimless leaves
that the wind carried away.
Don't think it was a joke
when I had you in my arms
close to that cactus
you felt me kissing you
and after you got pricked,
you started to cry.
If I don't even
remember you
why are you saying
that I lost you,
better pretend
that it was you and me
two aimless leaves
that the wind carried away
