Todas Esas Cosas Sin Respuesta

Where will I go to find you
There are no more open doors

I don't want to drift away,
But the rain has erased my footprints

I want to rediscover
The mystery of growing, enjoying, and suffering
And all those things without answers
The mystery of growing, enjoying, and suffering
And all those things without answers
Without answers,

I look ahead, too much time has passed that I've lost
Dreams of a grown man, and eyes full of a child's tears

I want to rediscover
The mystery of growing, enjoying, and suffering
And all those things without answers
The mystery of growing, enjoying, and suffering
And all those things without answers
Without answers, Without answers