Manías (en inglés)

The night smells of absence, the house is very cold
A bad feeling buckles my knees
I look for you in the space of my anguished haste
And I only find traces of your undeniable leaving

Where are you going, why are you going
Why did you leave a gesture of yours in every corner

If you took so much in just one day
It wouldn’t have cost you anything to take your obsessions
You forgot the aroma and the echo of your laughter
You forgot to take a piece of my life

Talking with your photograph and the melancholy
After long hours, at last the day appears
But my faith is lost, looking for my agony
A clearer sign to understand life Where are you going, why are you going
You left a thousand ghosts behind the curtains

If you took so much in just one day
It wouldn’t have cost you anything to take your obsessions
You forgot the aroma and the echo of your laughter
You forgot to take a piece of my life

If you took so much in just one day
It wouldn’t have cost you anything to take your obsessions
You forgot the aroma and the echo of your laughter
You forgot to take a piece of my life

It wouldn’t have cost you anything to take your obsessions
You forgot the aroma and the echo of your laughter
You forgot to take a piece of my life