Afternoon one moves away the sky this gray
the night appears without you.
Shut up in the beach I name you again in silence.
The night approaches I cannot live the waves
do not speak to me of you seated in the sand I write your name again.
Because I am strange to you from that November
when we dreamed together in always wanting to us
it hurts to me this cold November when the leaves
fall when dying by always.
November without you it is to feel that rain
it says to me crying that everything I finish.
November without you is to request to him to
the moon that the night of my heart shines again again.
It wanted decirte that I want to return your name
goes writing in my skin.
It already is at daybreak I continue hoping again to you.
Because I am strange to you from that November
when we dreamed together in always wanting
to us it hurts to me this cold November when
the leaves fall when dying by always….