Les voiliers sauvages de nos vie [English translation]

Often I still think of you

I believe that one day you will return

To throw yourself at my feet

To beg me to no longer curse you

To tell me your regrets about us

I dream that one day you will write to me saying

That the remorse drives you crazy

That without me you can no longer laugh

That far from me you are no longer anything at all

In your silences I hear cries

In your absence I feel bored

In your roaming prohibitions

That dismember you and rip us apart

Often I still think of you

I imagine that you have lost the desire to live

That the lack of us is breaking you

That the ghost of us follows you everywhere

In your silences I hear cries

In your absence I feel bored

In your roaming prohibitions

That dismember you and rip us apart

The wild sailboats of our lives

What do we do about it?

Our trampled childhoods

Time that's slipping away from us?

In your silences I hear cries

In your absence I feel bored

In your roaming prohibitions

That dismember you and rip us apart

The wild sailboats of our lives

What do we do about it?

Destroyed innocences

Time that cures us completely

• Artist:Vaya Con Dios