It does not look at for brings with the hand on the eyes

You do not see the time to pass its return

But everything what it happened to it was unreal

Therefore if the world where we live this no finish

Then why to be worried about the time that already passed

Then it does not look at for brings,

and exactly thus it says me

If the future has something that makes me to believe

That everything in it has felt and has a solution

That all the questions have reply

And that everything of one day for the other

goes to decide itself

It says me where I go

Shows to me what I cannot see

Makes to speak me what I do not know

Makes with that I breathe the air who I never breathed

I make with that I feel the touch of the guitar

Then it does not look at for brings,

and exactly thus it says me

If the gift has direction,

if all pain that I am feeling was in vain

That all can speak what to want

that nothing goes to change this

That I woke up of I dream where I age

Only one spectator

that only saw what it was happening

at that moment of desperation and chaos

The world this is of itself,

then it shows my directions to me

It says me where I go

Shows to me what I cannot see

Makes to speak me what I do not know

Makes with that I breathe the air who I never breathed

I make with that I feel the touch of the guitar

Then it does not look at for brings,

and exactly thus it says me

If the past has some thing to have

with that I am passing

That if I to close the eyes will see

as everything did not pass of a simple dream

Where I could not wake up

But now I already feel the blood to run in my veins

He says me where I go

Shows to me what I cannot see

Makes to speak me what I do not know

Makes with that I breathe the air who I never breathed

I make with that I feel the touch of the guitar