Nube Gris

I am the gray cloud that accompanies you
Today I left in the morning
And I had to wake you up

I have several children who love you
And they calm down very quickly
When they hear you sing

I know you think I'm bad
I'm just another idea
Within your ups and downs
In order to explain

It doesn't matter if there is nothing at the end
And it's not thinking that life is bad
And I don't want to look back anymore

I am temporary mass
Thinking is no longer useful if you don't want to talk
Thinking is no longer useful if you don't want to change

I am the cloud that accompanied you
Today I went out the window
And I didn't want to wake you up

Today you can live as you longed for
By fair means or foul
Today I had to leave you

I know you think it was bad
It was just another idea
I don't even have children
You just invented me