Arenas Movedizas

I'm dizzy
I get dizzy with people's faces
who are by my side, casually
I dodge and project myself indifferent
like a madman, from mind to mind
I find you and propose the infinite
the unexpected is by my side...

Which of the sands is the desert sand?
Which of the sands is the Lord's sand?
Which of the sands is the sand of time?
Quicksands they are.

I'm dizzy, tired, dazed
at most distracted, irreverent
I don't believe in everyday comedy
I'm a porcelain bastard
A vagabond and voiceless, I'm very small
I need you
Truly like, like from my sand
that self-sucks
and self-invents
I can resort to lies, if you're not mine...

Which of the sands is the desert sand?
Which of the sands is the Lord's sand?
Which of the sands is the sand of time?
Quicksands they are.

I'm dizzy, exhausted
I can't stop listening to the prophets
how they rave, how they invent me
They want to conform me with this life
what nonsense, what nonsense
You tried to convince me with war
and I don't give a shit
You tried to convince me with religion
it's a downer
All your life experience garbage
all your system is a shame
Stop pitying me
sink into my sand
I'm the one who devours your reason

Which of the sands is the desert sand?
Which of the sands is the Lord's sand?
Which of the sands is the sand of time?
Quicksands they are.