Grito de dolor (en inglés)

How can the moon tie its strings in the sky
How can the comets live in gravity, oh
How can the last sigh hold on
How does agony silence its cry of pain

What will the sea do without your depth
What will the rain do without faces to wet
What are you going to do, my love, without me, oh

How can sadness die from laughing
How can happiness live in loneliness, oh
How can lovers mock the future
How can you break the silence covering my mouth

What will the sea do without your depth
What will the rain do without faces to wet
What are you going to do, my love, without me, oh

Sew my lips up and cut off my wings, oh
Frustrate my dreams
Not even like that can you silence my voice What will the sea do without your depth
What will the rain do without faces to wet
What are you going to do, my love, without me, oh
What are you going to do without me, my love, without me