Even in these times
Fast like a Cadillac with no brakes
every day they have a minute
in which I close my eyes and enjoy
missing You.
Even in these times
in which I am happy in another way,
every day they have that moment
in which spring would play me
for having you in front of you.
Even in these times
to laugh again with friends,
every day they have that time
where breathing is ungrateful
duty to me.
And the pain would go much further
if you weren’t inside my soul,
if you didn’t look like the ghost
that lives in mirrors.
Even in these times
trivial like a costume ball,
every day they have a few hours
to shout at the edge of the dawn,
the lack that you make me
Even in these times
to learn to live without waiting for you,
every day I have relapses
And even if I want to forget, I don’t forget
What cant I forget you.
(Chorus)