La Montaña

Today I'm not going to sing to the sun, nor to the sea,
nor to the stars, nor to dollhouses.
Today I just want to tell how I feel,
I'm living a day in black and white.

So, don't come to talk to me about love
because I am a monument to bad mood.
And my smile has always been a bad actress,
How can a city be so gray?

There's no light at home but with the candle it's enough
to light up my bitterness, two or three stitches
There's no light at home but with the candle it's enough
And in a twist to my destiny, one of these days I'll dare.

Today there are no metaphors, I'm going to be honest,
things are not going as I want.
It's an afternoon where I feel that a party
would be to sleep thirty-five years of siesta.

Every now and then I fall into these holes.
I ask for permission for the humor I always have
I'm a thousand of sugar for just one of salt
I have the right to feel bad for a day

There's no light at home but with the candle it's enough
to light up my bitterness, two or three stitches

And in a twist to my destiny, one of these days I'll dare.

I'm going to go live in the mountain,
where everything is little, but it's still enough
I'm going to go live in the mountain,
and let the sun wake me up in the morning.

I'm going to go live in the mountain,
where everything is little, but it's still enough
I'm going to go live in the mountain,
and let the sun wake me up in the morning.