Malos Pensamientos

The streets overflowing with loneliness
Murmur their song of asphalt and humidity
The crowd of people stopped at midnight
And the shop windows, in darkness, consume the night

The street, frozen, doesn't stop moaning
It whispers, shouts at me, takes me further away from you
And through the glass of my glasses, I don't understand
What the hell do you have inside?
And who are you bothering?

My brain is asphalt
My face, cement
My skin sweats and lubricates
My bad thoughts

I can't walk anymore
I can't walk anymore
I've been crawling for a while
I've been crawling for a while
I can't walk anymore!
I can't walk anymore!

Words form
Shackles of shining ice
My skin sweats and lubricates
My bad thoughts

I can't walk anymore
I can't walk anymore
I've been crawling for a while
I've been crawling for a while
I can't walk anymore!

The flags of my house are the laundry hanging
In my house, the flags are the ownerless birds
And a girl who's light, jumps from the bus to the sidewalk
In my house, the flags are of all colors
They are love and rain on moonlit nights
In my house, the flags are made of pure water
They are the park goblins that rummage through the trash
The flags of my house are the laundry hanging

I'll accompany you for a while, my friend on your journey (I can't walk anymore!)
At this crossroads, I leave you and go through the countryside (I can't walk anymore!)
Through your lands; (I've been crawling for a while) some fertile, others poorly watered
I can't walk anymore!
I can't walk anymore!