Entre Otros Cien (part. Julia Medina)

I come walking
I pay a reasonable price for the acts
That I spend
I want tomorrow to surprise me
Without having an answer
To questions I ask myself

I come without wanting to come
Wanting my dreams to come true
While I keep imagining
I want the intuition to fade away
And jump to your buttons, without giving an explanation

Tell me if you grant me this air

What, how do I discover how much I have left to see
What will happen when another train passes
If walking down the street I will find
Your face among a hundred others
A hundred million looks will kidnap me
A hundred million perfumes, but you
Being far away, you give me springs

I come portraying that today is always
And always lives in the present
To be a great day
I want to reinvent a way to dream
And stay any Friday
Asleep on the couch

I come landing because of the fears I had
That are now gossip
That no longer make me think
I want to see someday that still
All this talk, remains true

Tell me if you grant me this air

What, how do I discover how much I have left to see
What will happen when another train passes
If walking down the street I will find
Your face among a hundred others
A hundred million looks will kidnap me
A hundred million perfumes, but you
Being far away, you give me springs

What, how do I discover how much I have left to see
What will happen when another train passes
If walking down the street I will find
Your face among a hundred others
A hundred million looks will kidnap me
A hundred million perfumes, but you
Being far away, you give me springs