A paso lento

Nothing is the same at home
Since you have left
Nothing is the same at home
Since you have left
The garden has no flowers
And I am dead without your love
The garden has no flowers
And I am dead without your love

Every dawn I wake up
Without feeling your sweet breath
Every dawn I wake up
Without feeling your sweet breath
I only live on memories
And a thousand songs are a lament
I only live on memories
And a thousand songs are a lament

I walk at a slow pace with my suffering
Not knowing if you will return
I walk at a slow pace with my suffering
And my friend loneliness
I walk at a slow pace with my suffering
Not knowing if you will return
I walk at a slow pace with my suffering
And my friend loneliness..