Vientos de Tormenta

When I decide to change my attitude,
when nothing goes right for me,
when I believe any mirage
I talk to myself and fall again.
When kisses taste like truth,
when what I want is to believe in love,
when I asphalt my eyes with tar
that in the sky doesn't offer rental houses.
When I face my torments
always at the mercy of the wind
I put on and feel far away.
I die with every remorse;
it's noticeable that I'm letting my demons loose.

Strong storm winds blow,
since I don't live off the air, I'm letting myself loose;
don't tell anyone.
Popopopoppopopopop no matter how much I invent
no one believes my stories
and my accounts don't add up.
You look for me and don't find me
and if I don't look for you, you find me.

When I want to stay a little longer
always with a question to ask;
when I drag myself through the darkness
and everyone leaves, I leave too.
When I feel out of place,
when I don't feel like coming back yet
it's so hard to stay on course
in this deep sea I want to get lost.
My worst fears and doubts
fade away like this night fades away
in time's rhythm
within every remorse
it's noticeable that I'm letting my demons loose.

Strong storm winds blow,
since I don't live off the air, I'm letting myself loose;
don't tell anyone.

Popopopor no matter how much I invent
no one believes my stories
and my accounts don't add up.
You look for me and don't find me
and if I don't look for you, you find me.

This is not a drill, I repeat, this is not a drill,
it's not,
this is Estopa!