N.A.D.A. - Second

Once meses, casi un año

Desde que aquel fino hilo se partió

Nos apartamos.

Te llamé ayer y quedamos

Que raro es verte desde el exilio

Ya me imagino, respondes

De pequeños aprendemos

Normas de comportamiento

Nada, valen nada

De mayores, aquí estamos, uno frente al otro

Ocurre nada.

Ya no hay nada lógico

Desvanezco en el asiento

Mientras te hablo de trabajo

Tú de viajes con amigos

¿Te acuerdas de aquel verano?

Estoy a un metro.

Siento tu efecto

Quiero mirarte como antes

No hay densas nieblas, yo las invento

Bajo los ojos al suelo

De pequeños aprendemos

Normas de comportamiento

Nada, valen nada

De mayores, aquí estamos, uno frente al otro

Ocurre nada.

Ya no hay nada lógico

Veo que aun conservas locas ideas

Que mejorarán el mundo

No quiero marcharme

Y que parezca que la herida ya no sangra

Tengo tu pulso

Llevo tu pulso justo aquí

No quiero marcharme sin contarte

Que practicaré la esencia

Tengo tu pulso

Llevo tu pulso justo aquí

De mayores, aquí estamos

Uno frente al otro

Ocurre nada

Ya no hay nada lógico

Eleven months, almost a year

Since that fine thread broke

We parted.

I called you yesterday and we arranged

How strange it is to see you from exile

I guess, you answer

As children we learn

rules of behavior

Nothing, they are worth nothing

Growing up, here we are, facing each other

nothing happens.

there is nothing logical anymore

I faint in the seat

while I talk to you about work

You travel with friends

Do you remember that summer?

I am one meter away.

I feel your effect

I want to look at you like before

There are no dense fogs, I invent them

I lower my eyes to the ground

As children we learn

rules of behavior

Nothing, they are worth nothing

Growing up, here we are, facing each other

nothing happens.

there is nothing logical anymore

I see you still have crazy ideas

that will improve the world

I don't want to leave

And that it seems that the wound no longer bleeds

I have your pulse

I carry your pulse right here

I don't want to leave without telling you

That I will practice the essence

I have your pulse

I carry your pulse right here

As adults, here we are

facing each other

nothing happens

there is nothing logical anymore