Blues

I keep staring at the moon, suffering from desolation
Alone and unlucky, I'm just a blues alone

Awake alone in the dark nights, wishing to see you arrive
Time passes by when I relax and start to howl
And a blues plays, sounding vague, the soul screaming
My name, your name
And there are so many things I won't say
I feel like the planet is conspiring against me
I close the curtains, it's better this way...
A minor chord, I'm a blues for you

I keep staring at the moon, suffering from desolation
Alone and unlucky, I'm just a blues, I'm just a blues, a blues

I'm just a blues, just a blues, a blues
I'm just a blues, just

I'm just a badly played, low volume blues
Little by little, those things that unite us disappear
I could forget your saliva, not your perfume
And if we smelled like tobacco, I'll have you every time I smoke
In your lighter, I was fire, today your absence burns
I sleep during the day, but who consoles me if it's late?
I live in a sea of doubts, debts, and people
Where money isn't enough and love isn't sufficient
My bed is a drama shaped like an ashtray
Lying down, I sink and don't cry, but I shout
In my bed, which is a drama shaped like an ashtray
And even though I know you're not coming back, I'll wait for you here!
Today I want to forget how to love the one I want to forget
I want to stop trembling with every memory
The more I lose you, the more I lose myself
And before we end up hating each other, it's better to miss
A nameless, placeless blues
Played with a bad mood for a love to heal
Even though one in a thousand frowns annoyed
And even though I've been so many things, my love, today I'm just this
A naked and exposed blues
One that finds the kisses of others ridiculous
I lie with a good gesture and it doesn't hurt, to me...
Sadness is not noticeable in my eyes but in the rhymes

I keep staring at the moon
I keep staring at the moon

I'm just a blues, just a blues, a blues
I'm just a blues, just a blues, a blues
I'm just a blues, just a blues, a blues
I'm just a blues, just