El Olvido
Karla Sofía
The Forgetting
I wish I could be there
On the day of my funeral
To see if among the crowd
Are the ones I hold most dear
I wish I could be with myself
In my final resting place
To have some love around
Where no one has a thing
I wish, even if hidden
Out there in the graveyard
To cry for me, the forgetting
Of those who love me so much today
I wish to stay there
Watching over my body
To see who will cry for me
When everyone has left
Oh, life
Is slipping away like my luck did
Little by little, but that won't make me cry
Death has never scared me
The Forgetting
What really makes me tremble is the forgetting
The day will come when they won't remember me
Poor me, oh, not even my dearest ones.
