I do not see anyone in the room
I do not see anyone jumping
This game of fame is over
Do not push me I do not want to go down
Where is that quinceanera girl?
The one that had my picture on the wall
Where are the lights and all my importance?
where was?
Maybe they give away tickets to see another singer
Maybe there is no one who applauds the lyrics
Impregnated with my last pain
But no, everything is a dangerous game
But no, the trick is not there
We are Adanes nibbling an apple
And when the bell rings
They got you out of the ring
Maybe if I change my hairstyle
Or I cover some scar
Maybe so I retain my past
And hidden in his room
Someone cry for me
If there is someone left wanting
I invite you to spend
Maybe I do not want my autographed photo
I just want to be allowed to sing
MY PROMISED LAND
Like an atheist at Christmas
I do not know where to look for you
I do not know who to ask
Nor where did you escape
For love I give you my soul
For love I love you like that
For love I ask nothing for myself
For love I want you here
Like paddling in the dark
I can not find the way to the arena
Give me your eyes final destination
And from your body my flag
I want to discover you as a lost world
And sow my humanity
I want you to receive this dream of mine
To wake up
For love I want to see you return
I'm lost in the middle of this city
Like Adam on Mother's Day
I do not know what to do so anxiously
There is no longer therapy that reaches me
Like a promised land
That does not have a conqueror
I'm leaving without a map or a guide
Following the lighthouse of your love
Only among all we can make this a better place :)