Pronoun (Translated)
I guess desire blinded me,
and the uncertainty turned me into a wild and fierce being.
Maybe, nothing’s how my brain imagined.
You keep me alive with promises but kill me with doubt,
day by day the passion fades, and I let it fade away,
cause what I know is destiny should never be modified.
And I admit I sometimes like to watch it fade away, it reminds me how short our time on earth is, and suddenly I turn thoughtful and tender;
Where would I be now if I took unexpected decisions?
Maybe I’d be happier, or maybe I’d be as boring as I am today,
Maybe I’d be another slave of idealisation and its surrealistic images
Maybe I wouldn’t be by your side, or maybe you wouldn’t be by my side;
The waiting kills, and hope does too;
I woke up to realise that nothing’s like yesterday, and that I might find some things indifferent now, like the inexplicable and unreachable need of your constant approval;
and your egoism haunts me, more than your voice does, and your pragmatic ways make me realize what drove me to perdition.
Frivolity in flames, mutual destructivism with no cure;
It excites me to know it will end and I desperately predict how bad it will hurt.
To turn ourselves mad was always that path to the exit door,
but today I live in madness,
the walls talk and I don’t hesitate to answer,
the improper gives my life sense, and yes, I am happy;
a single verse completes me more than possessing you, and losing it all gives me reasons to cry and excuses to fall without explaining.
Loneliness was never this pleasant,
I’m not scared of getting lost in you, cause I’m a passionate for perdition, and human failure fascinates me.
Love is an art, alive and painful,
the scars of the soul are not healed with time, and only God can erase the memories.
Love is poison and antidote,
and only love can heal heartbreaks;
Remember the pain I wear today, keep it alive and don’t give credits to anyone,
cause the pain, I’ve created it myself
cause pain is an attitude more than a feeling,
pain is not temporary, and time does not take it away,
those who doesn’t know pain doesn’t know happiness,
and those who don’t know my name should not remember me.
The original version is in spanish and its very complex, so I translated it for all the other readers :) Hope you like it.
