Al Otro Lado Del Olvido

I have exiled under my pillow a kiss that no longer exists
On my nightstand, I have a couple of sad muses
There are two dozen cysts tucked away in a drawer
The rhythm of unrequited love harbored in my heart

In my room, I have a drama with fever and a cold
Music I didn't dedicate and hid under the bed
I'm accompanied by the memory of a lady carrying burdens
Who no longer loves me, but misses me on nights like this

My protest song already denounces my sadness
My lyrics act as a lawyer and argue with anguish
No longer smiling as much, my tears for the fourth time
And this desolation that has shared my room for years

I dance with forgetfulness, the toast of disappointment
And my soul stained with drops of white wine
There's no deal anymore, love is rough and that's it
And yet it's the sexiest disease that exists in the world

The grief after a silent path to freedom
A question to hope in the hands of loneliness
Walking with anxiety to let magic flow
And resisting with poetry these days of nostalgia

A romance said thank you and flew away
I traded my wings for beer and never looked back
Traveling to another place with my remnants fortunately
And with the sweetness that only the Moon has

I have an art collection flirting with my madness
A worn-out melancholy with a naked soul
I have a silent caress wanting to escape on your skin
Next to a tear with the intention of suicide

I have archangels of fates to dream with
A worn-out smile tired of whispering
I feel like playing hide and seek in the closet
And writing a last poetry to your silence

So split are my lips that my Venus flew away
So romantic and messed up that love never returned
So desolate that only stars accompany me
When I write this epic with her lipstick

And I try to erase the mark left in every beat
A love broken, wounded, misunderstood, and unrequited
I learned lost in the forgetfulness of my verses
That the most sublime poison is sold in jars of kisses

That love sometimes comes at a huge price
That at first everything is sweet and ends up being harassing
And although I want to fall in love, I haven't succeeded since then
The result of being Shakespeare with the body of an ogre

I lift my gaze and beg for a minimal response
I write letters to God who answers me with songs
This stinking loneliness that has been with me for hours
Inside, deep inside, and squeezing my chest

On the other side of forgetfulness where lips compose
I want all your memories to finally leave me
On the other side of forgetfulness where they collect
The heartbreaks that I no longer want to fall in love with

On the other side
On the other side of forgetfulness
On the other side of forgetfulness where lips compose
Me, leave me alone