El Último Día
Maldita Nerea
The Last Day
The last day we went back, I remember well,
without holding hands
Without looking for the seams in the jokes,
reproaching each other even for what didn't happen.
And love didn't have much else to do, I remember well,
from the tears of fire that I cried.
And now I see it differently...
The last day we went back, I remember well,
in separate seats, with our eyes determined not to see each other
with the cold anchored next to our feet.
And love didn't have much else to do, I remember well,
from the tears of fire that I cried.
And now I see it differently, yeah...
And now I see it differently, strange different weird
giving up everything as lost,
parting ways and not seeing each other for years.
As if it were an instinct, strange different weird
dumb and so many times cynical
that it seems like playing at hurting oneself.
The last day we were friends but the other way around,
we realized it couldn't work
with the torch of a traitor to set Troy on fire,
because Troy decided it wouldn't burn.
And the rumor didn't have much else to do, I remember well,
and I learned that there are things better to lose.
And now I see it differently, yeah...
And now I see it differently, strange different weird
giving up everything as lost,
parting ways and not seeing each other for years.
As if it were an instinct, strange different weird
dumb and so many times cynical
that it seems like playing at hurting oneself.
And if you take away the evils that are lost causes
Even knowing what you know,
you don't have to know who did it.
So much digging into bars,
I'm falling asleep...
And now I see it differently,
and now I see it differently, different,
giving up everything as lost,
parting ways and not seeing each other for years.
As if it were an instinct, strange different weird
dumb and so many times cynical
that it seems like playing at hurting oneself.
Now I see it,
and now I see it differently, different,
that I gave up everything as lost.
You left and I haven't seen you in years.
As if it were an instinct, strange different weird
dumb and so many times cynical
that it seems like playing at hurting oneself.
Now I see it, and now I see it different
