El Hombre Del Otro Dia

The man from the other day
Goes in search of a memory

He lost one autumn day
I don't remember or recall,
I just know he got lost

The man from the other day
Goes in search of his shadow

He transforms into an island
Where he tries to put together the puzzle of his life

The man from the other day
Goes in search of winter

He stumbles with the rain,
That teaches him a verse a tale
That he prefers not to tell

And he peeks through his small window
Trying to find a reason

And watches the hours go by
And waits for something to appear...
Maybe... something better

The man from the other day
Dreams that today is a holiday

He doesn't want to wake up anymore
Turn off the clocks for him,
Just let me dance

The man from the other day
Winks at the moon

He doesn't care if space
Is infinite or slow
He just hopes to see her there

And he peeks through his small window
Trying to find a reason

And watches the hours go by
And waits for something to appear...
Maybe...
Love

The man from the other day
One day he found a wounded dog

He hugged it and said friend
He gave it shade and a memory
And everything he had lost

The man from the other day
One day he got angry with the mirror

Unleashed his complexes
I am alone and I am far
From some love story

The man from the other day
One day he faced time

It was a shadow, a memory, a moon,
A dog, a tale that was never told

The man from the other day...
He left without warning

He didn't say goodbye
Packed his little luck...
And never came back...

And disappeared...