| Sometimes I get up, I do a thousand somersaults | 
| Sometimes I lock myself behind open doors | 
| Sometimes I tell you why this silence | 
| And it is that sometimes I am yours and sometimes of the wind | 
| Sometimes one thread and sometimes a hundred | 
| And there are times, my life, I swear I think | 
| Why is it so hard to feel the way I feel | 
| Feel, how I feel that it's hard | 
| Sometimes I look at you and sometimes you leave | 
| You lend me your wings, check your tracks | 
| Sometimes for everything even if you never fail me | 
| Sometimes I'm yours and sometimes nobody's | 
| Sometimes I really swear I'm sorry I didn't give you my whole life | 
| Give you only those moments | 
| Why is it so hard to live? | 
| it's just that | 
| Living, it's just that... Why is it so difficult? | 
| When nobody sees me, I can be or not be | 
| When nobody sees me, I turn the world upside down | 
| When no one sees me, I'm not limited by my skin | 
| When nobody sees me, I can be or not be | 
| When no one sees me... | 
| Sometimes I get up, I do a thousand somersaults | 
| Sometimes I lock myself behind open doors | 
| Sometimes I tell you why this silence | 
| And it is that sometimes I am yours and sometimes of the wind | 
| I write to you from the centers of my own existence | 
| Where cravings are born, the infinite essence | 
| There are things about you that I don't understand | 
| And there are things that are so mine, but I don't see them | 
| I guess I think I don't have them | 
| I don't understand my life, the verses light up | 
| That in the dark I can, I'm sorry I'm not right | 
| Don't turn on the lights because my soul and body are naked | 
| When nobody sees me, I can be or not be | 
| When nobody sees me, I look like your skin | 
| When nobody sees me, I don't think about her too | 
| When nobody sees me, I can be or not be | 
| When nobody sees me, I can be or not be | 
| When no one sees me, I'm not limited by my skin | 
| When nobody sees me, I can be or not be | 
| When no one sees me, I'm not limited by my skin | 
| I can be, I can be or not be | 
| when no one sees me | 
| Sometimes I get up, I do a thousand somersaults | 
| I lock you in my eyes behind open doors | 
| Sometimes I tell you why this silence | 
| And it is that sometimes I am yours and sometimes… of the wind | 
| sometimes of the wind | 
| And sometimes of time! |