Sigo Buscándote

I'm still out on the street looking for you and you in the end
you're running away, I'm dying

And I don't care what happens between you and me
I just want your voice, I'm dying

And everything is in a glass and everything is so cold here
I feel your voice on the wall I feel you're looking at me

Chorus:

And I don't want the street anymore
I don't want the current
just your mouth
I keep looking for you in the end

I keep watching among the people and you don't see me
and I don't see you either, I'm dying

I see this world and it seems like cotton to me
and I'm eating it, and I'm looking at you

And everything is in a glass and everything is so cold here
I feel your voice on the wall I feel you're looking at me

And I don't want the street anymore...