On the day you gave up on me...

The sun went away, and the dark became the color of my dreams.

The emptiness, so far waiting at the door, came in, as the real owner of my soul.

My harsh voice forgot why it was angry and became too soft to be heard

I bursted into tears, and I felt as I was myself again.

(Te quiero mucho, y cambiar eso va a demorar mucho.)