Biziraun

In a town I don't know
Suddenly, I appeared quietly
I entered a cafe, took a seat
And started looking around me
A couple whispering, challenging the world
Scratching life
Nurturing love with kisses
They barely leave room for others
I turn to the TV, TV, TV...

Although the news, all the news,
most of the news
show happiness shown by teeth,
by a little happiness
Sanz says no, no to the Basque
three Palestinians in jail, Real Madrid scores
gunshot bang, arrested tied up everywhere
and I wonder what this is
live or endure, live or endure,
wander without you

Occasionally I get drunk
each with their own sorrows
keeping them close
that's what we are
helpless, deep hole
what I feel is not at all good
sometimes, often, too much, very often
I realize I'm wrong
waiter: a coffee, empty and double
I don't want to dream today, today, today...

It's enough, I don't want to show my darkness
raise an angel and just want to take it out
I would like to go out to the outside world
but it's hard for me,
it's hard for me, yes
and I'm not talking,
I'm not talking about blood and ruins
I have many wounds to heal
that's all, forgive

Once you wrote that new story
I would like to exchange it for my poem
just to know that I was suffering
while you were
what were you doing
what were you doing

To be as happy as you seem
I wish you well