IN MEMORIAM (feat. Kany García)

If I could go back to look for you
And get off the train for a second
I would do it, you know I would do it

Let your name hide in my skin
Let me walk and not forget
Let the pain suddenly transform
Let it go and breathe

It's not easy to find refuge in the storm
If an angel feels some sorrow to descend
And bring caresses to those who tremble
Covering every wound with its bandage

So many have gone and leave rivers of needs
Our helplessness floats in them like broken branches
If an invisible evil silences us
We raise our voice cornering defeats

Perhaps it leaves us as an inheritance at least one lesson
I don't forgive a God who dictates who leaves by finger
Each puddle of absence reflects the sky
For our parents, friends, and grandparents

Who left and left a mark on others
I know that memory is the best portrait painter
In every star there is a life that illuminates
Our night adrift from the cosmos

If I could go back to look for you
And get off the train for a second
I would do it, you know I would do it

Let your name hide in my skin
Let me walk and not forget
Let the pain suddenly transform
Let it go and breathe

Many take flight as if in a trance
They close their eyes calmly, their soul spreads
And there is no hand that reaches them
Who takes the best leave here for the corrupt to dance

Who has that power, and chooses, destiny and origin
Who corrects every mistake, who says
When our time comes and requiem
Or how long we last here
Let's not let the sorrow linger

So much silent crying is lost in the crowd
So many names crossed out with a cross
Although pain unites us, an untimely death
No love ends in the coffin

That's why beauty whispers to us more than our anger
May hope guide us if we get tired
For the elders, their wise words
And for the children who smile holding our hands

If I could go back to look for you
And get off the train for a second
I would do it, you know I would do it

And between guilt and questions I survive
I'm taking the anger out of my pocket
I'm opening windows to the wind inside

We all carry a thorn and a carnation
Lights and crosses that live under the skin
And we use our brush on a paper destiny
Knowing that death is a cruel number

I don't know, I only know that we are fleeting birds without wings
That there are murderers who come but do not warn
Better to give everything and never expect anything
Rather than being just rush kamikazes

I want every bitter farewell to serve
And that the damage in our chest be repaired soon
That even if life never returns to be the same
Time be a breeze taking away every rubble

So that those who have already gone continue to live
And through our eyes continue to tell their story
Because their names do not fall into oblivion
For all of them In Memoriam