Sean Bienvenidos

Without a photo or portrait, without candles and without a boat, not by pedals or by motor
Without the desire to steal your time that lies ahead, no rope or clock
Without a ditch to separate me, without a ticket for the journey or a thumb for hitchhiking
Without substances for another trip, without the combat suit or even a
Song
Without anything, you will see me arrive here, without anything, you will see me arrive here
Without anything, you will see me arrive here, without anything
As the evening falls, I feel your presence everywhere and anxiety
Drowns me
Knowing that I am swallowed every night by your breath even if I hide
Behind
Like splinters hanging, I carry you nailed in my soul
And every wound reminds me that I am a fairground balloon about to burst
Welcome to this circus of the absurd, the band is about to start
Come in and take your seats quickly as the lights are dimming
And the atmosphere is going to chill, it's going to chill
By your side, I feel better when the show ends
And we go out to seek shelter in the early morning... what a blast!
How am I going to escape from you if you are my disguise
Dear loneliness, don't cover me up with your sheet anymore
Welcome to this circus of the absurd, the band is about to start playing
Come in and take your seats quickly as the lights are dimming
And the atmosphere is going to chill, it's going to chill
Without anything, you will see me arrive here, without anything, you will see me arrive here
Without anything, you will see me arrive here, without anything