Pálida Luna
La Oreja de Van Gogh
Pale Moon
Pale Moon, tell me one thing, tell me why does it hurt here?
It's in my chest, where all my desires to live are fastened Silver sun
White gaze, tell me why does it hurt like this?
Pale Moon, if this is the fault, let silence fall upon me
If it was necessary, why does it hurt so much?
What does reason know about crying?
I don't want the night, I don't want the calm
I don't want the Sun when it caresses the dawn
I don't want the autumn or its trampled leaves
I don't want the wind when it brushes my face
Just to see you over the sea
Pale Moon, tell me one thing, tell me if the sky is for me
I carry all my tears in a cloth, to burn them there before you
Always calm, very banished, tell me why am I not happy?
Pale Moon, if this is the fault, let silence fall upon me
If it was necessary, why does it hurt me?
What does reason know about crying?
I don't want the night, I don't want the calm
I don't want the Sun when it caresses the dawn
I don't want the autumn or its trampled leaves
I don't want the wind when it brushes my face
Just to see you over the sea
The waves hurt me, my soul hurts
The sea hurts me when suddenly it falls silent
My skin hurts between the white sheets
The air of the ending sigh hurts me
And I can't forgive myself
