Te Extraño
Myriam Hernández
I Miss You
I miss you
and this pain makes no sense
I miss
adrift again in my passion
and I miss you
and this pain makes no sense
if walking is how paths are found
within oneself
if demanding is how the illusion breaks
I will lose myself in the cold
maybe I'll be split in two if
and this pain makes no sense.
I miss you
and everything happens around me
I miss
if I'm living in my imagination
and I miss you, my love
and this pain makes no sense.
I miss you
and it's a huge winter this season
of the year
treading among lonely beggars
I will dream of you with me
I will relive your voice if
and this pain makes no sense.