Cuando nadie me ve [English translation]
Cuando nadie me ve [English translation]
Sometimes I rise, I give a thousand cartwheels
sometimes I lock myself behind the open doors
sometimes I tell you why this silence
and sometimes I´m yours and sometimes from wind
Sometimes by a thread and sometimes by a hundred
and sometimes, my life, I swear I think
why is it so hard to feel how I feel
to feel, how I feel, make it difficult
Sometimes I look at you and sometimes you left me
you lend me your wings, you´re checking your footprints
sometimes for everything, even if you never fail me
sometimes I´m yours and sometimes no one
and sometimes I really swear I feel you
Don´t give you whole life, just give you those moments
Why is so difficult
this is just living
this is just living
why is so difficult
When nobody sees me I can be or not be
when nobody sees me I put the world upside down
when nobody sees me, my skin doesn´t limit me
when nobody sees me I can be or not be
when nobody sees me
Sometimes I rise, I give a thousand cartwheels
sometimes I lock myself behind the open doors
sometimes I tell you why this silence
and sometimes I´m yours and sometimes from wind
I´m writing you from the inside of my own existence
where cravings are born, the infinite essence
there are things of yours that I don´t understand
and there are things so mine, but I don´t see them
I guess that I think I don´t have them anymore
I don´t understand my life, the verses are lighting
that in the dark I can get you, I'm sorry I it´s not the truth
don´t open the lights that I have naked
the soul and the body
When nobody sees me I can be or not be
when nobody sees me I look like your skin
when nobody sees me I think about you too
when nobody sees me I can be or not be
when nobody sees me I can be or not be
when nobody sees me, my skin doesn´t limit me, no
When nobody sees me I can be or not be
when nobody sees me I can be or not be
because my skin doesn´t limit me, no
I can be or not be
when nobody sees me
Sometimes I rise, I give a thousand cartwheels
sometimes I lock myself behind the open doors
sometimes I tell you why this silence
and sometimes I´m yours and sometimes from wind
sometimes from wind
sometimes from the time
Sometimes from wind.
- Artist:Thalía