Mirandome al espejo

Hoy me miraba al espejo

y en vez de verme a mi,

vi tu rostro triste y apesadumbrada.

De momento vi que no era más tu rostro

el que estaba en el espejo,

si no el mio hace varios años atrás.

Pude sentir tu angustia y dolor,

pero me di cuenta que el dolor que sentia

mas bien era el mio.

Y si entonces era el mio

tu y yo somos iguales.

No se donde empiezas tu.

No se donde empiezo yo.

Pensé que esta experiencia no me causaría tanto dolor

hasta que la reviví mirandote/mirandome al espejo.

Pensarás que entonces tengo la receta para tu dolor.

Pensarás que yo puedo rescatarte de tu quebranto

si ya pasé por lo que tu sufres hoy.

Pero no puedo rescatarte.

Aprendí en este transcurso de la vida

que te rescatas a ti misma.

Te estaré esperando al final del tunel oscuro

y te ayudaré a encontrar tu camino.

Tu camino y no el mio.

Porque ya no eres tú a quien miro al espejo

sino que soy yo.

Today, I looked at the mirror

and instead of looking at me,

I saw your face with sadness and pain.

All of a sudden, I noticed it wasn´t your face anymore

the one in the mirror,

but mine some years ago.

I could feel your anguish and pain,

but I noticed that the pain I felt

was mine instead.

And if it was my pain instead,

you and I are the same.

I don´t know where you begin.

I don´t know where I begin.

I thought this experience wouldn´t cause me so much pain

until I relive it looking at you/looking at me at the mirror.

You might think that I may have the prescription for your pain.

You might think I could rescue you from your sadness

if I went through what you are suffering today.

But I can't rescue you.

I have learned in life

that you have to rescue yourself.

I will be waiting for you at the end of the dark tunnel

and will help you find your path.

Your path and not my path.

Because it wouldn't be you the one I will be looking at the mirror,

but myself.