Agua y Aceite

Joaquín: What's the point of sitting together at the table...
Inventing a conversation every night...
What's the point of pretending... what interests us
What happened to each of us.
Lucía: What's the point of wishing each other good night
And forcing ourselves into the obligatory kiss.
Lucía and Joaquín: What's the use of having only one pillow
If you and I are like water and oil.
We lack the courage to look each other in the eye.
We lack the courage to speak freely.
And we keep hiding everything this way,
We prefer to lie than to be alone.
What's the point of wishing each other good night,
And forcing ourselves into the obligatory kiss,
What's the use of having only one pillow,
If you and I are like water and oil.