They call me the missing one
when he arrives, he's already gone
flying I come, flying I go
hastily, hastily, with no destination
When they look for me I'm never there
when they find me, it's somebody else
the one who's there because,
I already ran somewhere else
They call me the missing one
a ghost that is never around
they call me the ungrateful
but that is not the truth
I carry in my body a pain
that doesn't let me breath
I have inside me a conviction
that makes me walk away all the time
They call me the missing one
when he arrives, he's already gone
flying I come, flying I go
hastily, hastily, with no destination
They call me the missing one
a ghost that is never around
they call me the ungrateful
but that is not the truth
I carry in my body an engine
that never stops running
I bear in my soul a path
that never comes to an end
When they look for me I'm never there
when they find me, it's somebody else
the one who's there because,
I already ran somewhere else
They call me the missing one
when he arrives, he's already gone
flying I come, flying I go
hastily, hastily, with no destination
Lost in the century...
Lost in the century...
20th century...
heading to the 21st