Una décima de segundo [English translation]

A moment in a diary,

A tenth of a second more

It flies, jumping from page to page

A thousand million moments to talk about.

A gust of cold air,

Makes a windmill turn

It goes on, going around its axis

Describing one more trajectory.

And it’s that there's nothing better

Than to imagine

Physics is a pleasure.

It’s that there's nothing better

Than to formulate

Listening and hearing at the same time.

Measure the angle between you and me

The solution to something mutual is here.

Don’t stop talking now

We are a pair of coordinates

Unknown, it still needs to be solved

Look for a book that says "How"

Then another called "If"

Continue, a third called "Nothing"

It’s the form of an endless circle.

And it’s that there's nothing better

Than stirring

Time in your coffee.

It’s that there's nothing better

Than composing

Without guitar or paper.

Parallel lines arrive, following me.

Space and time play chess.

Don’t stop talking now…

• Artist:Nacha Pop
• Album:Más números, otras letras