Fotografia
Oscar Athie
Photograph
Today my wall is sad and empty
It's just that I removed your photograph
I don't want to look at your sweet smile
If it's no longer mine, if it's no longer mine
I went and hid it in a far away place
Where do I keep the things that hurt me?
I don't want to cry when I look at your face
If that look is no longer for me
They live my sleeping hours without emotions
I spend my days making these sad songs
Slowly my life passes without hope
that you come back again
Skinny, haggard, tired and without illusions
My body dies, my house dies, I have no passions
And although I try to hide that I carry you present
Here in my mind, here in my mind
And what can I do if you run for my crying
It was no use hiding your portrait
Knowing where you are and not being able to call you
It wastes my life and poisons my air
And I want to go out like crazy to look for you
But I still have anger, I stay to wait for you
I want to know if in the end you realize
That like me no one can love you
They live my sleeping hours without emotions
I spend my days making these sad songs
Slowly my life passes without hope
that you come back again
Skinny, haggard, tired and without illusions
My body dies, my house dies, I have no passions
And although I try to hide that I carry you present
Here in my mind, here in my mind