De Qué Depende

What dependence
They give their smell and their kisses
From the way they talk and look at each other
That make the room's ceiling be of sky
What dependence
Their awake dreams
Their silent promises
That shout to the soul
what is carried inside
Like warriors with fear
Under a sleeping moon
They prefer to be silent than to tell the truth
And discover the wounds
On what it depends, to depend
On feeling insecure
incapable, immature
On what it depends to depend
On hiding behind walls
That one has made their own
It could be, I don't know, I only know
What dependence
From their questions answers
From their joy and sadness
Their calm storms
From their attachment to death
That disguises itself as life
And so the days go by
And suddenly the years
And with the years, life
On what it depends to depend
On what it depends to regret
Feeling immature
insecure, incapable
On what it depends to depend
Hiding behind walls
That one has made their own
I don't know
Come, come here
Don't delay, girl
I'm waiting for you here
Eager to love
Oh come here
Don't wait any longer
I will love you
Until the end
Come, come here
Don't delay, girl
I'm waiting for you here
Eager to love
Come, come here
Don't delay, girl
I'm waiting for you here
Eager to love
Come, come here
Don't delay, girl
I'm waiting for you here
Eager to love.