Style: Flamenco Fusion/Pop Ballad)
(Musical Intro: 16 beats, soft/melancholic flamenco guitars)
[Verse 1]
What good is my poem to me?
What good are these verses to me?
What good are these notes to me?
If now I have a great dilemma
That turned into a problem
And it’s that I don't have your kisses anymore
[Verse 2]
And now with my wings broken,
I don't know how to continue my flight.
And sighing in despair
Now I only wait
For a new sky to be reborn.
And maybe then I can
Change the rules of the game
[Refrain]
And even if that fire goes out
It doesn't matter to me.
Because I'll come back to light it.
And if I can't understand,
That now time
It is already impossible for me to
Stop it.
[Chorus]
Maybe someday you'll understand how much I love you
And that in truth,
I miss you and it hurts me
That you never,
In reality, cared.
About my heart and the love
That I have given you
What does it matter now.
If I gave you everything.
It won't be enough.
What I keep in the past.
Because in the end
Maybe it will remain...
Buried forever.
(Musical Bridge: 8 beats)
[Verse 3]
Now I don't know what to do without you.
Everything I look at reminds me of you
And everywhere I walk there is the scent of you.
[Pre-Chorus]
And I am contaminated
By your absence and
This terrible sadness
That leaves nothing but a
Crazy idea in my head
(Intense Musical Bridge: 16 beats, intense flamenco guitars, percussion/hand claps)
[Final Chorus / Verse 4]
And I have nothing left
Than to write again
Another melody.
Which I can’t describe.
And it's the irony
Of seeing every day
That my empty bed
Already feels very cold.
And that there will never again be anyone
Who can come back
Perhaps to warm it up.
Or to rip you out of my soul.
[Pre-Outro / Soft Spoken part]
My love.
Only a memory remains
And a great pain
That I cannot continue to bear.
If every second I am sobbing
And every minute I am remembering you
And so I continue.
Every night...
So unconsolable
Crying for you.
And even if you don't believe it,
I'm still waiting for you.
I ask you to come back...
Return... to my side
[Outro Chorus]
What good is it to me?
A story that will remain in my memory.
And now without escape
I am falling in a loop (waterwheel)
And it is that, to you,
None of that beautiful concord matters
Which is now only
Discord.
And an eternal despair.
And now there is only one path
That is waiting.
And the wind
Is blowing me.
And then it drags me away.
Towards the center.
Of everything I remember.
Where you appear first.
And it's be