Ni todo lo contrário

Neither sad nor happy,
neither much nor little,
neither weak nor strong,
neither sane nor crazy
for those who love me,
for those who don’t love me.

Neither devil nor sprite,
neither drunk nor sober,
neither cold nor feverish,
neither new nor broken
for those who love me,
for those who don’t love me.

The wounds hurt me,
the pain scares me
and I have to bite my tongue
so I don’t say I love you.

Neither sad nor happy,
neither much nor little,
neither weak nor strong,
neither sane nor crazy
for those who love me,
for those who don’t love me.

And I keep my balance
when I don’t fall to the ground
and they have to push me hard
for me to say I love you.

Neither devil nor sprite,
neither drunk nor sober,
neither cold nor feverish,
neither new nor broken
for those who love me,
for those who don’t love me.

Neither sad nor happy,
neither much nor little,
neither weak nor strong,
neither sane nor crazy
for those who love me,
for those who don’t love me.
And even if you feel it moving,
I’m just what you see
and if I have to choose,
I choose what grows and gives me life.

Neither devil nor sprite,
neither drunk nor sober,
neither cold nor feverish,
neither new nor broken
for those who love me,
for those who don’t love me.

I don’t know the answers,
I go from the ground to passions,
what matters and what doesn’t matter
is already told by my songs.

Neither sad nor happy,
neither much nor little,
neither weak nor strong,
neither sane nor crazy
for those who love me,
for those who don’t love me.