Sillas Y Mesas Vacías
Los Miserables, El Musical
Empty Chairs and Tables
There are no words to describe
What I feel inside
These empty chairs today
Are the image of pain
This place was the cradle
Of noble rebellion
When we talked about a tomorrow
That never dawned
That corner table
Was a world about to be born
A rosary of songs
I can still hear
The beautiful hymns to courage
Died with a scream
They faded as the sun rose
I couldn't be with you
Forgive me, please
There are no words to describe
What I feel inside
I seem to see their shadow
Their mark on the wall
These empty chairs today
Were once theirs
I don't know if your death
Has had any value
These empty chairs today
My sadness and my pain
