Tu fotografía
Los Primos De Durango
Your Photograph
I confess,
That I have spent my worst days for you
That I survive for your photograph
That I spend my life thinking about you
And I swear
That loneliness has almost killed me
That I have lost even my identity for you
That I have prayed to be able to forget you
And I can't.
That the night and day are not enough for me
To organize your memory
And I don't know what joy is anymore
And your perfume fell asleep on my body
That at night I sense your steps
It's torment because you haven't returned
In the mornings I wake up crying
And so much suffering curses me
And then I seek refuge in your photos
But your photos can't speak to me
And then I seek refuge in your photos
But your photos can't speak to me
But your photos can't speak to me
Speak to me
And a greeting
To the folks from Huanasevit Durango
And give it your all, cousins
I promise you
That I will start a new life
Another story where you are not lost
Where you can stay to live with me
My guitar
Asked me again why you left
After all the things you drew
After so much love, so much sleeping on my chest
And you simply invented my fate
And I will love you even after death
I tell melancholy daily
That accompanies me night and day
That I will never deny that I love you
Although I never let you see your pride
That I am yours, only yours
Although your love slipped through my fingers
And then I seek refuge in your photos
But your photos can't speak to me
And then I seek refuge in your photos
But your photos can't speak to me
But your photos can't speak to me
Speak to me