Besos de Papel

I sent you a hundred and twenty letters in three years
And out of all of them, you replied to three
For every forty I sent you
You wrote back to one, you treated me badly

A hundred and twenty express deliveries
Total eighty-five pesos
All so that in three sheets of three by five
You could read my soul, I send you a thousand kisses

Paper kisses carried away by the wind
Just like your letters
You played rough with my feelings

For all the saints that they say exist
I swear I will never have distant loves
Because I've been told and it's been proven
That distant loves are never equal

For some, time erases passions
For others, wine serves as an ally
But for me, just remembering your letters
And in my thoughts, your erased names

Paper kisses carried away by the wind
Just like your letters
You played rough with my feelings