Espejismo
Nino García
Mirage
Late I sensed your gentle existence
And your identity what could have been
Will never be where I could have been
I will never be a cruel mirage
How was I to know what a mirage it was
And now I'm just in the cold station
Waiting for the train you won't come on
And a sunset as the Sun dies
You weren't here anymore I asked for you
To the darkness and the gray asphalt
It told me the truth mirage
Cruel mirage I was crazy for you
How was I to know what a mirage it was
And now I'm just in the cold station
Waiting for the train you won't come on
