La puerta de al lado [English translation]

Let me go by

With the wrong sight and no direction

A forever opened book,

the ripped pages one by one out of spite

In any place

In the province’s secondary road

The light on the window

Shines with the noise of trucks passing by

Theres a fake man at reception

No one in the world knows who I am

(Without knowing who I am)

And now alone in my thought

I’ll wait for the wind to pick me up

Rounded Ideas

Words that don’t stop turning my head

Lies and truths, seem the same

Where my drum plays

There’s someone outside

Talking in the hallway like laughing at me

Slaps are heard and the sound of spoons

And a girl says “yes”

Someone hanged himself next door

And says, ”Please don’t bother”

(Never more, never more)

And now alone in my thoughts

I’ll wait for the wind to come pick me up

The cold plays against me and now that…

There’s nothing that reconciles me with returning

I’m the empty cover,

From a guitar that…I’ll learn to play one day

Letting time go by

With the wrong sight and no direction

A forever open book,

Pages ripped one by one out of spite

There’s someone outside,

Talking in the hallway almost laughing at me

I hear the laughter, and the noise of spoons

And a girl says “yes”

In the door there’s a hung sign that says:

“Please don’t bother”

(Never more, never more)

And now alone in my thoughts

I’ll wait for the wind to come pick me up.

The cold plays against me and now that…

There’s nothing that reconciles me with returning

I’m the empty cover, from a guitar that…

I’ll learn to play one day

I’ll wait for the wind to come pick me up.