A veces vuelvo
Forgetfulness.. all that gathered cold of a single time,
of time... in when each point,
the forbidden games take out us that cold.
I am slippery among your fingers
your songs, your myths today...
And it is that we are desperate
to be and to see us today
and to see us today that..
But I want, but I go away,
I am here a stranger in my body.
So much calm despairs.
I leave a lot... I sometimes return.
But I want, but I go away,
I am here a stranger in my body.
So much calm despairs.
I leave a lot... I sometimes return.
The timbers of old platforms crack,
the dead roads want to take us
to new crossings infinites.
Impossible destinations,
nights of never to end up.
And it is that we are desperate
to be yu to see us today
and to see us today that...
But I want, but I go away,
I am here a stranger in my body.
So much calm despairs.
I salt a lot... I sometimes return.
But I want, but I go away,
I am here a stranger in my body.
So much calam despairs.
I leave many... I sometimes return