Nothing here, nothing there
Nothing to say, nothing to explain
Today, not even the sun will see me
Nothing to prove, nothing to pretend
Nothing to judge, nothing to avoid
Today, no one will hear my voice
So many lights, so many looks, what are they staring at?
So much darkness, so much darkness
Because it's true that I feel invisible
In the moments that I'd prefer to be seen
And deep down, I only seek to be found
When I'd rather disappear
I feel the power of seeing without being seen
When no one notices me is
When I know that I exist
I'm not Mephistopheles1 (hey!)
Nor the Antichrist (ah!)
I don't hide for pleasure, but out of necessity
Like Houdini, unpredictable
Without magic or charms I become invisible
And unmoved, I dig my war's trenches
Pleading: "Swallow me Earth!"
I may be real, I may be fiction
Only material or just an illusion
but I have control
And although I know that I'll never see him
I know there's someone else who must have
the same intentions that I do.
Essential things aren't seen by the eyes, that's why some days I choose not to be...
And that is my truth, and that is my truth
Because it's true that I feel invisible
In the moments that I'd prefer to be seen
And deep down, I only seek to be found
When I'd rather disappear
I've gotten used to being transparent
Among the crowd, I don't see myself as being present
And I feel absent, only when I fade away
Disappearing in a puff of smoke
Wells wrote me, Dalí painted me
But no one understands why I'm the way I am
If they ask how I'm doing, nobody answers
Not everything has an answer!
Because it's true that I feel invisible
In the moments that I'd prefer to be seen
And deep down, I only seek to be found
When I'd rather disappear
When I'd rather disappear
When I'd rather disappear
1. a demon featured in German folklore