Traducir a
Pieces of paper are getting lost on the sea
Air that makes them go at random
How white is yesterday, how sad what's coming
Full of questions that never end
Who directs the wind?
Who breakes the leaves?
Of these crying palm trees?
Who manages the time
that they lose alone?
Who weaves the nets that drown them?
Sailing in pain
A boat without a rudder
Carrying the memories of the life it left
The green and grey sky
The ivory snow
Fall to the dream
That it once could live
But, who drives the air?
Who breakes the leaves?
Of these crying palm trees?
Who manages the time
that they lose alone?
Who weaves the nets that drown them?
