Nos separan metros,semáforos, segundos, unidades,
things we can count,
and though is eternal, inmesurable, intangible lo que siento acá.
Yo no he de tenerte, no I won't
but you'll have me y a ella, you'll have it all.
It's cuz life is puta, injusta, maldita y no más:
tú te vas con ella and I am left behind.
