Los Amigos Invisibles

I decide to throw away all my keys
And I embark on a journey
Without direction or luggage
I return to the platform
That in spring
Long and empty
He whispers in my ear

How many?
They left like you one day
Prisoners of insomnia

I could remain paralyzed
For occupying both hands in covering myself
I'm looking for a wagon that at the end of the journey
I will have filled things to tell you

And how many?
They left like you one day
Prisoners of insomnia

I know they are always there
Indestructible
Secret Friends
I better learn to live together
With the invincibles
Ghosts of the road

By land or by plane, it's all the same to me
As long as you move and I'm not asleep
Nothing ties me down
I throw away the little book and write my own
Straight or crooked

How many?
They left like you one day
Prisoners of insomnia

I know they are always there
Indestructible
Secret Friends
I better learn to live together
With the invincibles
Ghosts of the road