En los jardines donde nadie va [English translation]

Look how wrinkled that skin is

he feels cold in his soul and you see

not even the tears he holds in can fall today

another day must pass

you'll see other's joys

and this irreconcilable time that's already playing against you

in the end, we finish on our feet at a window to see

melancholic spectators

of unlikely happiness

so many trips you wanted to take

and now you know it can't be

a pain you don't know well

he alone, will never abandon you, now, ever

you take refuge in your loneliness

while you grow more fragile

you no longer expect miracles, not anymore

you no longer talk to dolls

and don't touch those pills

that nun is so friendly

she has practice with souls

I would give my sight

to let you see what you want

the energy, the joy, to gift you with smiles

say yes, always yes

and you could fly with my wings

where you already know in your heart and without shame

make the sun shine again

so that winter goes away

cure your wounds and

give you teeth so you eat

and later see you smile

then watch you run again

now forget

there are those that'll forget to bring a flower

spend a Saturday

then silences

then silences...silences

in the gardens where nobody goes

uselessness is inhaled

there is respect and pure cleanliness

it's almost pure madness

it's so beautiful to embrace you here

defend you and fight for you

and dress you, and comb you like this, and whisper to you: don't give up, no

in the gardens where nobody goes

how much life? how much loneliness?

the ailments grow every day

we are nothing without fantasies

be merciful and embrace them

I beg you not to let them fall

fragile exiles, never deny them your affection

stars that can't be seen now

but give meaning to the heavens.

men cannot shine

if they don't shine for them too.

hands that now tremble

because the wind blows harder.

don't leave them now, no don't let death sneak up on them

we are selfish when instead

of helping we refuse.

forget now

there are those that'll forget to bring a flower

spend a Saturday

then silences

then silences...silences