Los Amantes
Marcela Morelo
The Lovers
On nights like this
I wish you were by my side
waiting for dawn.
Smiling, crying, feeling your lips,
wishing to stop time here.
I don't know what you have
but I will never forget you,
it's a matter of learning to wait for you or leave.
I don't know if you'll know
but here I am dying of love.
In every corner, lovers keep pain,
so much pretending, so much loving.
The night remains without moon or stars,
the sky dressed in dawn.
Smiling, crying, I miss your lips,
maybe I'll never see you again.
