Lidia anticuada, romántica, de luto

This place feels so unfamiliar
and yet I know it well
I think I used to belong here
but the only way that I can tell
Is that I miss you still
and I cannot find you here
You left me tattered and torn
Just like that sweet spanish doll

I went down to the alleyway
and found that you were gone
You left no word no message
I still don't know exactly what went wrong
But now no matter where I go
I always seem to return
To where yo left me tattered and torn
Like that sweet Spanish doll

A memory gilded in red and gold
Beauty guarded and never sold
I'll keep it with me wherever I go
No matter how the story will unfold
You know that I'll always
have part of you here
in this souvenier

A stranger in this world without you
Is all that I can ever be
All I know that's pure and clear
You left it with me here
In this souvenier
-Poe-