Deseo de Cosas Imposibles
La Oreja de Van Gogh
Desire for Impossible Things
Just like the dumbest mosquito in the herd
I follow your light even if it leads me to die,
I follow you like periods follow
all the suicidal phrases seeking their end.
Just like the poet who decides to work in a bank
it would be possible that in the worst case scenario
I would put a judo lock on my poor heart
making it sign this declaration while crying:
I stay silent because it's more comfortable to deceive oneself.
I stay silent because reason has won over the heart.
But whatever happens,
and even if someone else accompanies me,
in silence I will love only you.
Just like the beggar believes the cinema is a showcase,
just like a resigned flower decorates an elegant office,
I promise to call my love to the first one who doesn't hurt me
and laughing will be a luxury I forget once I've forgotten you.
But just like they wait as they do in the Plaza de Mayo
I try to secretly light a candle in case
a stroke of luck one day wants me to see you again
reducing these words to a piece of paper.
I stay silent because it's more comfortable to deceive oneself.
I stay silent because reason has won over the heart,
but whatever happens,
and even if someone else accompanies me,
in silence I will love only you
I stay silent because it's more comfortable to deceive oneself.
I stay silent because reason has won over the heart,
but whatever happens,
and even if someone else accompanies me,
in silence I will love you,
in silence I will love you,
in silence I will only think of you.