Amnesia -

El corazon se deshace

Mi pulso se desanima

Cargo un pesado equipaje

Recuerdos que contaminan

Tu ausencia es una tormenta

Que arrasa con mi alegría

Soy una lagrima seca

Soy una rama caída

Y lo más triste de todo

Es aceptar que mis labios tus besos mendigan

Y lo más triste de todo

Es que no vuelves, no vuelves te vas y me olvidas

Como si me hubieras amado

Y mi nombre se hubiera borrado

Como si una vez me hubieras escrito

Y tu pluma me hubiera tachado

Como si tu cuerpo tuviera

Toda la memoria vacía

Como si cruzaras la puerta

Y se te cerrara la vida

Quién de mi te habrá curado

Y embriagado de anestesia

Como si tuvieras amnesia

Amnesia

Te pienso en sombras de noche

Te sueño en pena de día

Si me levanto del suelo

Tu voz retumba y me inclina

Y lo más triste de todo

Es aceptar que mis labios tus besos mendigan

Y lo más triste de todo

Es que no vuelves, no vuelves te vas y me olvidas

Como si me hubieras amado

Y mi nombre se hubiera borrado

Como si una vez me hubieras escrito

Y tu pluma me hubiera tachado

Como si tu cuerpo tuviera

Toda la memoria vacía

Como si cruzaras la puerta

Y se te cerrara la vida

Quién de mi te habrá curado

Y embriagado de anestesia

Como si tuvieras amnesia

Amnesia

Amnesia…

Amnesia…

the heart is undone

my pulse slows down

I carry heavy luggage

memories that contaminate

your absence is a storm

that devastates my joy

I am a dry tear

I am a fallen branch

And the saddest thing of all

It is to accept that my lips your kisses beg

And the saddest thing of all

It's that you don't come back, you don't come back, you leave and forget me

as if you loved me

And my name would have been erased

As if once you had written to me

And your pen would have crossed me out

As if your body had

all memory empty

As if you walked through the door

And your life will be closed

Who of me will have cured you

And intoxicated with anesthesia

Like you have amnesia

Amnesia

I think of you in shadows at night

I dream of you in sorrow of day

If I get up off the ground

Your voice booms and bows me down

And the saddest thing of all

It is to accept that my lips your kisses beg

And the saddest thing of all

It's that you don't come back, you don't come back, you leave and forget me

as if you loved me

And my name would have been erased

As if once you had written to me

And your pen would have crossed me out

As if your body had

all memory empty

As if you walked through the door

And your life will be closed

Who of me will have cured you

And intoxicated with anesthesia

Like you have amnesia

Amnesia

Amnesia…

Amnesia…