Nada - Luis Eduardo Aute

No es que el silencio haya tomado la palabra

Ni que los años pasen sin pedir perdón

Ni que la calma sólo sea un mal presagio

Ni que le falte aire a tu respiración

No es eso, no

No es que los días sean noches sin estrellas

Ni que le sobren las agujas al reloj

Ni que la huida sea un pájaro sin alas

Ni que el deseo sea un sol que se extinguió

No es eso, no…

Lo que sucede es que ya no sucede nada

No sucede nada, nada, nada, nada

Entre tú y yo

No es que no importe que se avengan los verdugos

A hacer de víctimas de su propia ambición

Ni que el delirio de seguir en pie de guerra

Haya caido en brazos de la rendición

No es eso, no

No es que el demonio sea el dios de la intemperie

Campando a todo lo ancho de la iniquidad

Ni que se asuma que la vida sea un sueño

De la razón del monstruo de la soledad

No es eso, no

No es eso, no…

Lo que sucede es que ya no sucede nada

No sucede nada, nada, nada, nada

Entre tú y yo

It's not that silence has taken the word

Nor that the years pass without asking for forgiveness

Nor that calm is only a bad omen

Nor that you lack air to your breath

It's not that, no

It's not that the days are nights without stars

Nor that the hands of the clock are left over

Nor that flight is a bird without wings

Nor that the desire is a sun that was extinguished

It's not that, no...

What happens is that nothing happens anymore

Nothing happens, nothing, nothing, nothing

Between you and me

It is not that it does not matter that the executioners take revenge

To make victims of their own ambition

Nor that the delirium of continuing on the warpath

I have fallen into the arms of surrender

It's not that, no

It is not that the devil is the god of the weather

Ranging wide of iniquity

Nor is it assumed that life is a dream

Of the reason of the monster of loneliness

It's not that, no

It's not that, no...

What happens is that nothing happens anymore

Nothing happens, nothing, nothing, nothing

Between you and me