I woke up this morning startled; I had the feeling that today something was wrong.
I dressed up, took the stuff and go out through the door, willing, as every morning, to go into you hoping to take me somewhere far away from here.

In the streets, the moon is still there, lone wolves wandering, cats traversing the darkness with their eyes between the alleyways full of memories of better times, and I had the feeling that today something was wrong.

I crossed your paths to get where we met, where our history has been written. And where are you now? Ok, maybe I was wrong; Ok, maybe I was not there when you needed me; Ok, maybe others will come, but nothing will never be the same, since you left me alone in this cold spring morning, abandoned, without a hint of hope, in an old rail station.

Uhhhh~ uuuh~

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For me, missing the train, is a tragedy :1

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Es que... me sienta muy mal perder el tren por la mañana :1