Contraespionaje

Suddenly August comes and you see
That there's water on the asphalt
I know, it's not real
The minute hand these days is
Like the neighbor you can't see
A gray bureaucrat
I also see you and they are
Ideal days to practice
Counterintelligence
In your city
Barcelona will disguise itself
In a modernity village
The natives will try
To be kinder

And at a prudent distance
I hear a familiar voice
Saying: Come see me!
When I finally arrive
They're gone
Leaving me a note on a doorstep
I am life, idiot
September will come looking for me
And I still don't know the lesson
About how to behave at birth
And in the farewell

I saw decadence among the crowd
And very languid people carrying their coffins
And the satyr from the fifth C
Saying that people are so impenetrable
I had ideas to escape from here
Escapism maneuvers
How naive!
I dreamed of being able to
Live off the story at a good age
Without a hint of impatience showing

And at a prudent distance
I hear a familiar voice
Shouting: Don't come closer!
When I finally arrive
They're gone, leaving me a note
She is Real
I am life, idiot!
September will come looking for me
And I still don't know the lesson
About how to behave
At birth and in the farewell

I refuse to contemplate
A world from an open-air cinema
With a very ordinary plot
I parked my will
And in front of me two men
Stole it
It was a night building a bridge

Yes, it was real, it was life, idiot
September will come looking for me
And I still don't know the lesson
About how to behave at birth
And in the farewell

And in the farewell