Sigo Aqui

I met her on one of those days
The kind that ends in a song
She seeped into my bones
My salvation

I was a learner in her arms
(She) was the muse of my inspiration
We loved so much, so much that now that she's gone
She taught me how to play the blues

And I'm still here
Drifting like a stone in the ocean
Tied to what's left of her kisses
I'm still here

And two winters have passed
Not a single letter in the mailbox
When the memory blows, I feel her on my skin
Even the sky is bluer,
And today the sky is feeling blue

And I'm still here
Holding on to the little air I have left
Like a fish that jumped out of its tank
Picking at hope, waiting for you to come back
I'm still here

And I'm still here
Still talking about her in all my songs
Venturing in a sea of hearts
Clinging to hope, begging for you to return
I'm still here, I'm still here...

I met her on one of those days
The kind that ends in a song...