Algunas Veces

Sometimes
Being alone, you're accompanied
Doing nothing
Playing with the smoke of a cigarette
Or at the window
Watching the Sun rise
Sometimes
In oblivion, you're accompanied
Thinking about someone
Or with your old book in your hands
Or on a beach

Telling your secrets to the sea
Sometimes, one feels loneliness while being accompanied
And you hear a word without value
And a smile without truth appears
And you look at your watch
And you search for the moment to escape
And at the hour of silence
There's nothing left
Sometimes
In silence, you're accompanied
Giving wings
To the dream that the night has left you
Or at the window

Watching the Sun die
Sometimes one feels loneliness while being accompanied
And hears a word without value
And a smile without truth appears
And you look at your watch
And search for that story to invent
And at the hour of silence
There's nothing left
Nothing
Nothing