De Que Me Sirve Ya
Monica Naranjo
What Good Is It to Me Now
Wrinkled in a corner of some couch
Consumed in the pain of humidity
Without speaking
The darkness gives
Life to the sadness
Of walking in loneliness
Wounds from a thorn, today
What good is it to me now
To flee my whole life
If now I am free
Free to catch
Everything I let slip away
The smiles of love are gone now
But no one has ever died from crying
You'll see
How I learn to forget
No, don't ever suffer
For me, for my freedom
I will slowly return to live today
What good is it to me now
To flee my whole life
If now I am free
Free to catch
Everything I let slip away
A thousand miseries will rain down
But they will not defeat me
If now I am free
Free to catch
All the wind
With my breath
What good is it to me now
To flee, cry
And hurt myself more
If now I am free
Free to catch
Ah!
Don't come back anymore
What does it matter now
I won't say more
