Pensar En Nada

Just yesterday I realized
it's just a matter of money
While ten windows charge
only one is the one that pays

How people think,
sometimes the indifference
is so big that they seem
beings from some other land

And what about that lonely house
that you can see from a plane
Maybe in loneliness there is no pain
Thinking, thinking about nothing

In the office at work,
approaching the new year
everyone fights for that damn promotion

With a quota of frustration
some live in roses
The city gets bigger
and more dangerous every time