Moscas en la casa (english)

My days without you are so dark
so long so grey
my days without you
my days without you don't have a sence
so acid so hard
my days without you
my days without you don't have nights
if there are
i can't sleep
my days without you are so horrible
the hours doesn't have beggining and end

they don't have air
they are so empty
nothing is useful, trash on the floor
insects in the house

my days without you are like a sky
withous silver moons
either a sun
my days without you are like an echoe
that's always reapiting
the same song

they don't have air
they are so empty
nothing is useful, trash on the floor
insects in the house

kicking the stones
i continue waiting for you
i continue searching in the ancient's faces
children pieces
catching reasons to make me believe
that i still have a life
biting my nails
dying crying
missing you so much

my days without you
my days without you have so much pain...