Del Ausente
María Jiménez
From the Absent One
I know that when you come home, when I'm no longer there
I know that when you come home, when I'm no longer there
The things in the house will tell you things about me
The forgotten kisses on the pillow,
The caresses floating, the caresses floating
On the bed, on the bed
I know the lighter will talk to you, the one I gave you
I know the lighter will talk to you, the one I gave you
And in the ashtray, my lipstick-stained cigarettes
That the white shirt smells like my arms
Like it smells like my hair, like it smells like my hair
The black ribbons, the black ribbons
I don't know what I would do if I'm away for a long time
I don't know what you would do if I'm away for a long time
Without me, your house would be just a museum
Maybe my heart will keep beating,
Under the embroidery, under the embroidery of my shawl
My heart, ohhhh
