Esto es un Paseo

Let the rain caress your eyelids
and let the moisture penetrate your skin,
let your feet walk barefoot tonight,
don't stop them if they start to run.
Let the desire be fulfilled for once,
let the silence whisper to you once again,
let your absence sink into a depression,
let the child within you be born again.

Let people pass by on both sides without touching you
and let the neon of the night pierce your temple,
let the doubt in your mind not ask
and not speak, not even talk
and let it die just this once.

Let the cars splash you as they pass by,
let them wet your laughter, with your damn hurry before biting
that apple poisoned by a damn Tuesday,
let them wonder what you're doing in the street,
let them not notice that detail.

That this is a walk like the ones before,
the one nobody seeks, nobody wants to find,
that everything pours into an empty glass,
that there is no more nostalgia than that of getting lost.

If a memory hurts, forgetting heals you,
If your head hurts, Hemicraneal will do.
If you seek help, tough luck, tonight I'm alone with myself.