La Carretera [English translation]

I'm driving at night and I'm thinking about you,

and so many things that I did not tell you,

and the moon stays with me from afar

and brings me so many memories that I lost.

And the radio is playing your song,

that you and I danced to so many times.

And the rain falls so hard on my window

and it evaporates like drops of your love

And the lights of the cars shine like stars,

in the sky of pain.

The path is passing by and I'm speeding up,

as one who searches for love.

I am looking for you, like a madman, tell me;

Where will you be? Where will you be?

Do you still think about me?

Where will you be? Where will you be?

I keep thinking about you.

I want to know if you still have,

a little love left for me.

The road is long,

and I feel like I can die.

I'm driving I think that the sun is going to go out

What I would give to be in your bedroom;

your answering machine answers my phone call

I leave a recorded message with my voice

And I tell you that I miss you,

that you were my whole life

that I am drowning in alcohol

that I don't accept, to end this story so nicely

This story of us two.

That the type (of man) that aims to

kidnap your touch is not going to be better than me.

Don't doubt it, my love, tell me;

Where will you be? Where will you be?

Do you still think about me?

Where will you be? Where will you be?

I keep thinking about you.

I want to know if you still have,

a little love left for me.

The road is long,

and I feel like I can die.

Tell me,

Where will you be? Where will you be?

Do you still think about me?

Where will you be? Where will you be?

I keep thinking about you.

I want to know if you still have,

a little love left for me.

The road is long,

and I feel like I can die.