A veces

Sometimes there's a world between your eyes and mine
and it's not easy to cross it in just 80 days
customs grow and the maps confuse me
when you don't wait for me at the end of the highway

Sometimes seas are born between your mouth and mine
and their wild waves won't even allow a cruise,
wandering through the harbor of your absence, I get lost
and every time I look at the horizon, it's further away.

To think... that one day we confused
lips, hands, arms,
and now that you bleed, it doesn't hurt me
and now that I'm dying, you don't die.

Sometimes there are a thousand clouds between your forehead and mine
and I wouldn't give anything to know your thoughts
it's not that I don't care, but it doesn't save me
from the boredom that the mirrors have reflected for a long time.

Sometimes a wall stands between dreams and mine
a wall invisible that we silently built
it's not that there aren't enough forces to tear it down
it's just that there’s no desire even to try.

To think, that one day we confused,
lips, hands, arms,
and now that you bleed, it doesn't hurt me,
and now that I'm dying, you don't die.

To think, that one day we confused,
lips, hands, arms,
and now that you bleed, it doesn't hurt me,
and now that I'm dying, you don't die.

Sometimes there's a world between your eyes and mine
and it's not easy to cross it in just 80 days
customs grow and the maps confuse me
when you don't wait for me at the end of the highway.

To think, that one day we confused,
lips, hands, arms,
and now that you bleed, it doesn't hurt me,
and now that I'm dying, you don't die.

to think...

And now that you bleed, it doesn't hurt me
and now that I'm dying, and now that I'm dying,
and now that I'm dying, you don't die.