Let me see what there is to savor this returnThe letter is not always at your reach in the morningTinus, crazy to think that power and glory are disputedAnd with the cold of a kingdom the souls freezeHow much truth, how much lie and how many wordsAnd all this engine to devastate your unconsciousAnd in what place will there be consolation for my madness?Tinus, crazy to think that power and glory are disputed And with the cold of a kingdom the souls freezeHow much truth, how much lie and how many wordsAnd all this engine to devastate your unconsciousAnd who to call? Who to knock on the door so late?Who to talk to when there is no one? If tonight I can't sleepTinus, crazy to think that power and glory are disputedAnd who to call? Who to knock on the door so late?Let me see what there is to savor this returnThe truth, the lie and the mucus of your naivetyThe truth, the lie and the mucus of your naivetyHow many words are disputed between power and gloryAnd how many lives are lost in the cold of a mortal kingdomTinus, crazy to think that wanting to find reasonThe heart has reasons that reason itself will never understandAnd where am I going? I'm always going to look for what is mineAnd where am I going? I'm always going to look for what is mineAlthough the planet ends in a circle and the end is where I left offNo more tears, give me your hand, tell me your fateThis ladder may lead us to death, so that the pain may not fadeBut this is how it feature in this worldNobody says that, no, nobody says thatNobody says that, no, nobody says thatNobody says that, no, nobody says thatNobody says that, no, nobody says thatNobody says that, no, nobody says thatConsuelo para mi locuraEsta ironía con que se curaSi el final es en donde partirNo llores másDame la mano, contame tu suerteDe esta manera quizá no sea la muerteLa que nos logra apagar el dolorLa que nos logra apagar el dolor