Solo figuras

Sometimes it's like putting on a disguise
Like resigning oneself to not believe
With the mind tied
To nothing changing

Sometimes it's not seeing or hearing
As if to not go crazy
In the darkness itself
Of the room in solitude

I see in front, an abyss, a well in time
A strange cup
I know I'm going to drink it now, enter its effect that
always deceives me

But the sun is just a flame
The earth is a screen,
And we're just figures
That pass by and fade away

Sometimes an initial impulse
Causes inertia and will break
With the very mobility
Any act of faith
I can be better, more effective
Determined as I was yesterday
To go look for you
And take another turn
To disbelieve in a very precise end with date and time, place and circumstance,
To afford the luxury of the immortals who don't care about the passage of time.

But the sun is just a flame, the earth is a screen,
And we're just figures, that pass by and fade away

And we're just figures, that pass by and fade away
And we're just figures, that pass by and fade away.