Sufro
Rastacuando
I Suffer
I suffer in front of a glass of liquor
Knowing that in this game I always end up losing
Because the kisses and caresses you gave me
Are now just memories that remain in the past
I suffer seeing how all the beauty
We lived, simply slipped through our fingers
That I am no longer your reason, nor your motive
That you no longer belong to me and now I ask why
Why does life have to be so cruel?
Why does life have to be like this?
Why do they have to leave you abandoned
When you are in love and feeling the happiest?
Why does life have to be so cruel?
Why does life have to be like this?
Why do they have to leave your side
Leaving you shattered and without the desire to continue?
Why? Why?
I cry in silence looking at your photograph
The only way I can kiss you
Even the bed has now become bigger
And the pillow asks me when you will return
In this world, there is no philosophy
That can explain why you left
How is it possible that loving so much in this world
Becomes a reason to cry in a second
Why does life have to be so cruel?
Why does life have to be like this?
Why do they have to leave you abandoned
When you are in love and feeling the happiest?
Why does life have to be so cruel?
Why does life have to be like this?
Why do they have to leave your side
Leaving you shattered and without the desire to continue?
Why? Why?