Un Rincón de Mi Mundo
Estopa
A Corner of My World
In some corner of my world
Where time no longer runs
No minutes or seconds
No scripts or plots
No icy northern winds
No tears for dark sorrows
No cats on the roof
No peace here, nor war later
Where I don't serve a sentence
Where I don't hear sirens
Where I stay for a little while
To reflect
I keep a thousand sleepless nights
I just have to wait
For spring to come
That never seems to arrive
That's when I start to think
Whether to listen to the pain
Or to any fleeting thought
Orbiting around me
For better or for worse
That's always the question
That I can't answer
That has no solution
That's when I start to think
Whether to listen to the pain
Or to any fleeting thought
Orbiting around me
For better or for worse
That's always the question
That I can't answer
That no longer has a solution
In this rollercoaster
That we all call life
The things that are not used
That are not easily forgotten
I have no more excuses
To finish the song
If the muses don't come today
I'll have to go see them myself
Where I don't serve a sentence
Where I don't hear sirens
Where I stay for a little while
To reflect
I keep a thousand sleepless nights
I just have to wait
For spring to come
That never seems to arrive
That's when I start to think
Whether to listen to the pain
Or to any fleeting thought
Orbiting around me
For better or for worse
That's always the question
That I can't answer
That has no solution
That's when I start to think
Whether to listen to the pain
Or to any fleeting thought
Orbiting around me
For better or for worse
That's always the question
That I can't answer
That has no solution
Where I don't serve a sentence
Where I don't hear sirens
Where I stay for a little while
To reflect
I keep a thousand sleepless nights
I just have to wait
For spring to come.
