Sin Señal de Adiós

What a sweet way you have of not being
Stay like that when you leave
Like a scent of sun on the skin
Many summers later

How melancholic way you have
To accompany even when you're not here
It trembles in the evening air
Seeing you for the last time

So much of my life, I don't know how to live
I will get used to the distance
But the procession goes inside
Without a farewell signal

What a sweet way to stay
As you give me direction and yesterday
I turn so much love work
Tears and radiance

Deep way you have of being silent
Sing to me like that when you leave
Leaving me a mysterious rumor
Of inner spring

So much of my life, I don't know how to live
I will get used to the distance
But the procession goes inside
Without a farewell signal