Las cosas que no me espero [English translation]

Surprised at the centre of a storm,

the volume loud inside my head.

My ideas are smoke,

flames of a fire that is only mine.

And if by chance I find you around those seas

sailing your dream until you reach it

with no need for you to say anything,

I'll stay to keep you company.

I can only look at the same spot

where you're looking at,

and thus I start to think

that I've already won

by convincing you that you're great.

Like the things I'm not waiting for.

Like that 'Thank you' that is so truthful.

Like the sincere embrace you give me

with nothing in return.

Like the perfume of a surprise,

or the hope that clings onto something.

Any place where I'm with you,

I'm at home.

Like the September sun

scorching Rome,

the snowy station

when it sticks out

or like those who shout and clap their hands

'cause they're the best at a concert.

I can only return to the same spot

where you want me to.

What is mine is yours, I assure you that.

I gave you everything

because you're great.

Like the things I'm not waiting for.

Like that 'Thank you' that is so truthful.

Like the sincere embrace you give me

with nothing in return.

Like the perfume of a surprise,

or the hope that clings onto something.

I'm defeating you, convincing you

that you're great!

That you're great!

Like the things I'm not waiting for.

Like that 'Thank you' that is so truthful.

Like the sincere embrace you give me

with nothing in return.

Like the perfume of a surprise,

or the hope that clings onto something,

that's why anywhere I'm with you,

I feel at home.