AMANTE DE LA LUNA

It could have been us, but it wasn’t.

It was another me.

It was another you.

And we race on this life, without compassion.

Because I didn’t dare to meet you.

And you didn’t dare to meet me.

You destroyed me. And I destroyed you.

But those, were not us.

I went to meet him on a cold night.

And he met me in the warmth.

But it was only a shadow’s dance.

You came to me, asking for her,

The one you know, but I don’t know her.

And I came to you, asking for him,

The one I love, but you don’t know him.

I tried to save you with my love.

And you tried to keep me warm with your passion.

But the love drained me, and the passion burned you.

We were together for so long,

In the distance, with our love.

We, the ones we invented,

The dream.

But it wasn’t us.

It wasn’t us.