Varias Madrugadas

I've spent several early mornings thinking about the kisses
That you left tattooed on my body
You left, just like the wind went away
What will I do with my heart?

I have memories stored
Memories of those moments
When I touched your hair and caressed your slow face
What will I do with my heart?

Since the day you left, I haven't been able to understand
Why you had to move away from my side and not come back
The reason, I would like to know, the damage, to undo
But there's nothing to do, this time I had to lose

Like a sea without water, like a sky without stars
Drowning this horrible sorrow in hundreds of bottles
Like a bee without a flower that would give everything for it
You are one of them, the most beautiful in my garden

Like the Earth without Moon or Sun
Darker than the night, I have my heart
I'm losing control
Among bottles of liquor, walking aimlessly

(I'm already sleepless, more hanging from my eyes)
That cold night, where we were
Your body next to mine, kissing your red lips
I'm drunk, sad, looking at your photos

I've spent several early mornings thinking about the kisses
That you left tattooed on my body
You left, just like the wind went away
What will I do with my heart?

I have memories stored
Memories of those moments
When I touched your hair and caressed your slow face
What will I do with my heart?

Life seems short to me, the night seems long
I feel like time is running out, it's another bitter early morning
Thinking about your lips, remembering your gaze
You took everything, I feel like I have nothing

I miss you, without you the nights are cold
I miss hearing your voice and feeling your company
In my drawer, the letters you wrote me with love
In my phone, an album with your photographs

How do I explain to my heart that you won't come back?
Why did you leave my side, I wonder
Why could it be?

Now what will I do, what will I do, what will I do
What will I do with this pain?
What will I do, what will I do, what will I do
What will I do with this love?

I've spent several early mornings thinking about the kisses
That you left tattooed on my body
You left, just like the wind went away
What will I do with my heart?

I have memories stored
Memories of those moments
When I touched your hair and caressed your slow face
What will I do with my heart?