Qué se supone que tienes qué decir cuando todo lo que tienes por decir está mal. Ya nada de verdad queda en mí. Sospecho que solo una cosa es real. Pero ni si quiera importa. Ojalá lo hiciera.

This deep deep pain,
does not have a beginning neither an end
This deep deep pain,
something is not right, but it is yet the same

I am begging for mercy after all of these years,
Asking for a break after so many fears.
Do not ask me again about my light
I lost it a long ago in this dark night
Still walking with our old friend loneliness
And I am starting to think there is only darkness


I lost this battle centuries ago,
When you and i were space dust,
and you would never let me go