Dulce introducción al caos

How do you want me to write a song ?
If there's no claim on your side.The song of that time won't go
Where nothing ever goes.
A gust of wind visited us,
But didn't agitate the tree nor any branchThe song of that wind will stop,
Where nothing ever goes.An autumn introduced itself to the devil,
That was when the little tree lost its foliage.The song of that time will linger
Where nothing ever goes.A gust of wind visited us,
But our weathervane didn't move an inch.The song of that wind will stop,
Where nothing ever goes.Meanwhile so many hours pass by,
I dream I wake up at next to her,
I wonder if she'll be alone
And I burn inside of a bonfire.How do you want me to write a song ?
If next to you I've lost my ambition.
The song of that time won't go
Where nothing ever goes.The chain that was tying the clock to the hours broke down,
The downpour stopped, now we are two floating drop,
Holding onto the wind's tail, I feel better,
I forgot to put my feet on the ground and I feel better.To fly... to flyA gust of wind visited us,
And didn't move our skin.
The song of that wind will stop,
Where nothing ever goes.There's no stone up anymore,
Because the wind brought it down,
No, that song doesn't exist.Nothing remains from yesterday anymore,
Because the wind took it away,
No, that song doesn't exist.There's no stone up anymore,
Because the wind brought it down,
No, that song doesn't exist.Nothing remains from yesterday anymore,
Because the wind took it away,
No, that song doesn't exist.There's no stone up anymore,
Because the wind brought it down,
Nothing remains from yesterday anymore,
Because the wind took it away,