Airplanes that don't fly
a plane horizon
reflected directly in the lens of my glasses
We didn't know that were aging
way of every day
for all the streets, blind.
Surfaces and wheelchair

We didn't know that were aging
Thousands of images, pictures and images...

I've every day, I've all the names
A hurry anguish without having where to go
Airplanes that don't fly exist
and there are airplanes

All that was on me
while the street disappeared
Blind. Surfaces and wheelchair
I didn't know that was aging
leaving everything and anything and everything
Thousands of pictures, jigsaw puzzles and dreams

I've every day, I've all the names
A hurry anguish without having where to go
Airplanes that don't fly exist
and there are airplanes