Although I have forgotten about you today,
I will leave your dawn without rancor
and I will leave things in God's hands
because he is not wrong
And although I will not kiss your mouth again
and the soul is broken I will leave
like a moon that devours the mist.

I will cry for your contempt
and I will regret the wounds in the chest
but I will go with the wind
watching how you perfume your neck
of that poison so that other hands
caress your hair the one that inspired me so many verses.

I will not fall into your games and precepts
And I'll let others satiate your fake moan games
and flaunt your low instincts
I'll watch them as a passerby on the street
while I get lost in the sky.

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