No Vales Más Que Yo
La Oreja de Van Gogh
You're Not Worth More Than Me
Today I woke up on the living room floor
With my gaze avoiding the new Sun
That caressed my cheek with fear
Outside, swallows and a plane were arguing
But the silence at home was deafening
These walls know well what happened
I don't want your apologies anymore
I don't want to hear your voice
I want nothing but a little courage
To tell you that you're not better than me
Your hand drawing a belt in the wind is over
Your cowardly voice excusing the shooter
Your condolences explaining the reason
And that's why I'm leaving
And that's why I tell you
Not even the devil
Could have hurt me
As you have
And that's why I'm leaving, that's why I curse you
But before, I would like to tell you to your face once without fear
That you're not worth more than me
Under the seams, I'm still made of paper
I gave you my soul written in every sunset
I gave you my life and you crumpled it without reading
I carry your ghosts tattooed on my skin
And your contempt strolling on the platform
Of my memory that never misses the train
Not one more sleepless night
Waiting for the hunter
Disoriented by the fog and alcohol
While at dawn the magazine falls empty
No more looking down when I cross the alley
Of your miseries as if it were my fault
In my sadness, no one commands more than me
And that's why I'm leaving
And that's why I tell you
Not even the devil
Could have hurt me
As you have
And that's why I'm leaving, that's why I curse you
But before, I would like to tell you to your face once without fear
That on your journey to oblivion
Along the infinite path
You'll see, you'll see how the wind that holds my screams
Spits in your face all my pain
When you feel cold
In a corner of the centuries
You'll hear what the Moon always tells the coward Sun
That you're not worth more than me
That you're not worth more than me
That you're not worth more than me