I see this whole city
And no, I find nothing but pure pain
Like a field of lights that light up in the nights with loneliness

I see hundreds of ghosts
Looking for memories where to cry
Mine is your face, your eyes, your lips and in years
Tell me you're going to come back

I see this whole city
And I find nothing but pure pain
Like a field of lights that light up in the nights
With loneliness

I sleep thinking
To forget about you
To get to San Lucas
To let you die
You left dancing
And smiling without me
And now I cry a ghost of you

What's the point of seeing you here?
If your love is already lost
You're not the same, you're lost
Without knowing it you say goodbye to me

I see this whole city
And I find nothing but pure pain
Like a field of lights that light up in the nights
With loneliness

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