Las Pelusas
El Puchero Del Hortelano
The Fluffs
Fluffs are floating in the air and I can't say a thing,
And I don't even move,
I don't know what's weird or different about this place,
I just can't get it,
And it's not hard to understand me when everything spins and rolls
And here my stuff is stuck,
It's not hard to understand me if today you're not by my side
And in this bed, I can't rest anymore.
I know that for what you've lived and done, that's how they'll know you,
And it kills me,
This feeling of not really knowing who I can trust,
And my hangovers aren't worth it anymore, I don't want them,
I don't need more than what I have.
And I feel, that sometimes, everything changes so fast,
It's beautiful to me that from crying a smile is born,
That puts out the fears, that ignites the desire, that slows down the rush.
If I dye myself again with colors from the past,
And a thousand times I've messed up sabotage my joy,
It'll be necessary to look in the mirror and see how we've changed.
I don't want to live in a yesterday that's time that won't come back,
Nor do I intend to,
Because it's like searching for warmth from a fire that went out long ago,
And losing
The warmth of summer, the sun of winter,
And I don't need more than what I have.
And I feel, that sometimes, everything changes so fast...