Sillas Y Mesas Vacías

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