Por Amar Así

I was thinking of you, in the middle of the night,
invoking your warmth with memories,
and like a volcano erupts, it rose from the horizon,
a red moon like my passion,
for loving like this..., for loving like this,
the moon is bleeding, along with my heart,

(chorus)
And suddenly we saw each other,
face to face without lies,
and we told each other our stories,
each one of our wounds,
she suffering and crying,
because the sun doesn’t understand her
and I’m dying, dying,
because you’re not here
and I’m dying, dying,
because you’re not here.

(...)
After so much crying,
the soul started to dry,
little by little the illusion grew colder,
and like pain is born,
it opened in the sky,
a sad moon like the heart,
for loving like this..., for loving like this,
the moon is dying, just like I’m dying.