Nada

The world became thin for me
And my lament fell into a coma
And my faith became narrow
And I changed religion

And the cause of my absence was your absence
And my guilty conscience doesn't let me breathe

And people ask me
What happened to that woman

And I say nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

I was the owner of nothing
And I didn't even know why

Similar and distant
Our customs were already in vain
And Saturday nights out
Turned into a funeral

The custom of toasting to love
And thinking about the future was a topic not to be discussed
And the kiss was already obligatory
And we even made love

Thinking about nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

I was the owner of nothing
And I didn't even know why

Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

I was the owner of nothing
And I didn't even know why