Solo Palabras

At this hour, there's not even a shadow of a dream
The past is a dead man talking
A sleeping giant, the hope of a people
And I can hear them still laughing by instinct
I wanted this morning, I was thinking
To make a song with a bit of irony
But deep down, it would be like those old melodies
And I stayed quiet and thoughtful
Watching the day from the window
Sometimes it rains too damn hard inside the soul
Without hope, illusion and desire slip away
I don't want to think that tomorrow
Has nothing new to offer
And hope dies on me like a child in my arms
Let's not let it fall apart,
Inside this body
At this point, sickness and remedy are the same,
The future is just a plate of food
Freedom and justice turn out to be just words
I can't even remember what luck is called anymore
I wanted this morning, I was thinking,
To make a song with a bit of irony
But deep down, it would be like those old melodies
And I stayed quiet and thoughtful,
Watching the day from the window,
Sometimes it rains too damn hard inside the soul
Without hope, illusion and desire slip away
I don't want to think that tomorrow
Has nothing new to offer
And hope dies on me like a child in my arms
Let's not let it fall apart,
Inside this body.