Nada

It's not that silence has taken the floor
Or that the years pass without an apology
Or that calm is just a bad omen
Or that your breath is running out of air
It's not that, no

It's not that days are nights without stars
Or that the clock has too many hands
Or that fleeing is a bird without wings
Or that desire is a sun that burned out

It's not that, no
What’s happening is that nothing is happening anymore
Nothing is happening, nothing, nothing, nothing
Between you and me

It's not that it doesn't matter if the executioners
Come to make victims of their own ambition
Or that the madness of staying in a war
Has fallen into the arms of surrender
It's not that, no

It's not that the devil is the God of the exposed
Roaming wide across the wickedness
Or that life is assumed to be a dream
From the reason of the monster of loneliness
It's not that, no

It's not that, no
What’s happening is that nothing is happening anymore
Nothing is happening, nothing, nothing, nothing
Between you and me