Si El Cielo Está Gris

Loneliness is not so lonely...
Can't you see it doesn't abandon me!
Like a storm that tears off the roofs;
I don't know who took away what had never been given to me.

I look out the window, it's always raining
and on my old radio plays "Winter Sun".
Lost on the road between love and hate;
so close to heaven as to the demon...

What happened that it doesn't want to come out?
- A ray of sunshine to help me live.
What happened? Has it forgotten about me?
- And I feel sad if the sky is grey.

Give me seagull wing liquor:
I want to fly, get wet with the waves.
Give me rabbit ear liquor
so I can hear your voice even if you're far away.

Come on, Manolillo, give me the hat;
the wide-brimmed one that reaches the sky.
Put it upside down, fill it with verses;
let them fly, let the wind carry them!

What happened that it doesn't want to come out?
- A ray of sunshine to help me live.
What happened? Has it forgotten about me?
- And I feel sad if the sky is grey.