Mil lagrimas

A thousand salty tears
are shed from my eyes and I don't know,
neither the reason nor the why.
It's a whim, it's a craving,
of those that I left behind long ago,
and now it's back to lose me.

And I'll see tomorrow,
if I look out the window,
if the sun deigns to appear.
I haven't thought about anything yet,
don't know if I feel like
seeing the flowers bloom.

Everything traps me, I shrink,
the world sinks on top of my skin
and I hit a wall.
I glance at my life sideways,
don't know if it's wrong or if it's right
and I don't want to know.

And I take missteps,
and suddenly I jump,
I've gone back.
Now I don't fall,
something is missing for that,
there I could go crazy.

I stain the dawn again
with a special ink.
Ink from the sea, salty ink,
that wets an old portal.

It's this anger, it's this rage,
how quickly it comes and goes
who gave it permission to enter.
A caress or a slap
costs so little to give away
that it's not always real.

I know I'm wrong,
I mess up little by little,
but it's hard for me to react.
I know myself so badly,
I try to play dumb,
you're not going to escape this one.