El Pozo de Mi Sed
Medina Azahara
The Well of My Thirst
Sometimes I think you're so close
to me and yet so far
I just wish you were with me
and that your kisses were just dreams
that never end.
I only remember that your caresses
remained inside of me
and in the distance, oblivion remained
and in the words only silence
that I never understood.
You left my life
and I, without understanding
that your kisses dried up
the well of my thirst.
I was left alone with your memory
that I will never forget
I only have the hope
that you'll be with me someday
and I can drink from your lips.
You left my life
and I, without understanding
that your kisses dried up
the well of my thirst.