Las Inmensas Preguntas

Just telling you it's been several days without going out,
You can believe it, but I've been moderately unhappy,
I made a song like that and thought you'd see it as a compliment,
You listened to it and then told me: 'yours is of the silly genre'

When I try to explain myself
The words hide
In I don't know where and then I listen to you
Just like someone listening
From afar to the traffic of their city
And I get lost in immense questions
That shine with splendor and absurdity
I've lived, suffered, and loved, and all for what?

We made love
Once we felt the cold
And the result was as you see
More or less like in hedgehogs

When I try to explain myself
My demons get rude
They insult me and then doubts creep in
And I blame it on my gender, and run away
And if questions arise then I let them arise
In their splendor and stupidity

I lived, suffered, and loved, alright and now what?