Caminando Con Las Piedras

When I thought you were my love, you ran away
and I spent a long time walking with the stones
that I bought, that I bought yesterday.
We made love on the side of an avenue
and when you woke up the sun was already there
that saw you sleeping naked.
I was left alone in a room stunned by my nerves
imagining chords to make you a song
that will be your memory for me.
And I'm crossing again through this bitter weather
you are my only hope to come out again.
When I thought you were my love