Letter (Single)

No creo ser bueno para las despedidas. Antes de irme a estudiar a Berklee, escribí esta canción para mis amigos y familiares. Creo que la escribí en inglés porque no sabía expresar mi agradecimiento hacia ellos en mi propio idioma.

Unlacing a beautiful goodbye…

There’s something I want to sing,

But the words are the lust that I overextend.

We’ve been so close that

I can carry what’s hanging from your eyebrows.

Trains are leaving; veins are rigid.

And the closeness of our howls broke the indifference,

The thoughts…

Cups of salt inside painful bodies,

But at the same time it doesn’t hurt.

Each and all the trips that were forgot,

Are soaked by the memories.

Everybody is waiting for someone to blame,

To please…

I can feel your sadness, your fears

Trying to fulfill an unknown conflict.

At times is blurry, but

We are the alchemists who mold

The complexion of the word.