A 1000 Km. (Ruta Melancolía)

This time I don't want to disguise, why pretend
Another night of lies among so many people
This time I'm not going to continue if everything here is very wrong
I'm tired of pretending I'm very lucky

When the truth is distinguishable a thousand kilometers away
And that I care very little about you, I don't even believe it myself
And you don't care

This time I'm not going to smile if you're not here
Today I'm going to cry, let's do it differently
This time I prefer to misbehave, today I'm going to get drunk
I don't care, I don't care if people look

Because the truth is distinguishable a thousand kilometers away
And that I miss you very little, I don't even believe it myself
And you don't care