Corriente Alterna [English translation]

I don't know why you left nor why

after a shot time you felt like coming back

I don't know why I don't know why

you took that sad decision

of leaving me and which was the reason

of your return and what happened

that the next day you left again

you didn't give me time to say

to ask you if that time

you would come back like the previous time

nor if you were leaving looking for love

and if it was like that I suppose that

you didn't find it and that's why

you returned but when I held you

and asked you what were your plans

you answered me very like that

with excuses and you almost left

but that time I didn't let you

because I held you strong by an arm

but it was useless when I went to sleep

I felt the door and it was you

who were taking off without saying goodbye

maybe it was the best for both

but it was so bad for me

that's why I was happy when I saw you

coming back but I didn't understand

why immediately you say

that your intention is still to leave

and without delay you pass to commit

your announcement and you leave me there

without a hope about you

but with the surprise that like that

how I saw you parting I also

saw you returning and I heard you well

that you said you would never leave me again

for later to stray

from your oath because mercilessly

you left to some corner of the city

that I guess you didn't like

because if else I don't understand what you had

for turning around and ask me forgiveness

but immediately, goddamn!

you abandoned me and since that time

you left and came back more than ten

or twenty times is that now

I lost the math and the speed

of your continuous coming and going

is getting higher every time

as soon as you left by the elevator

the door opens and you're again

there I don't know if you return

it's impossible to guess what are you doing

if you're leaving or at the same time

youre coming you're not here

neither there you come as you go

your face no longer stands out

in the corridor is barely seen

a long stripe of the color

of your dress you're like a cyclone

an aimless hurricane

an even faster light beam

nbody can see you you're nothing

but a weak sensation

a subtle, fleeting coloring

on the floor tiles of that corridor

and the manager went up here

bringing the bucket with the dryer

I say maam leave it please

and she answers no sir

I need to clean the corridor

and I explain that she'll wipe you

if she passes the mop over there

but she thinks I went crazy

she doesn't know at all of what I've seen

and a blow of water with soap

takes you fully with the illusion

of finding out one day in which wagon

travels the secret of your heart.

• Artist:Leo Masliah
• Album:En Duplex