Así pasa el día aquí
Los Claxons
That's How the Day Goes By Here
The daylight seems different,
the music I've come up with today,
everything tastes bitter and feels...
Between cold and heat, the clock ticks slowly,
the space between seconds filled,
with ambient noises...
Disposable ideas...
And it coincides that I'm alone and you haven't shown up,
and that my voice turns blue.
Because my world can't ignore that this life,
collapsed...
I'm without you...
Sometimes I count the paintings on the wall,
what's missing for dawn,
that's how the day goes by here...
Imagining in my mind your voice speaking to me,
feeling you on my skin...
All the time stops,
nothing can be heard,
I feel the passing air
bringing me a melody to sing...
And it coincides that I'm alone and you haven't shown up,
and that my voice turns blue.
Because my world can't ignore that this life,
collapsed...
I'm without you...
I'm going crazy and I can't stop,
life weighs on my back if you're not here...
I'm going crazy and I can't stop,
life weighs on my back if you're not here...
I'm going crazy and I can't stop...