El mundo gira aunque no estés (en inglés)

Whilst the night goes by slowly
Four walls stare at me
Whilst the pictures lament
Because there’s no on to talk to them
Whilst one is sleeping
And only the conscience works
A storm is begun
And I realise that I miss you

Whilst the water goes by, fresh
And a river of lamentations runs
Whilst the moon makes us ill
And transmits loneliness
Life is not perfect this way
As I escape and don’t bother anyone
Because I live badly if you’re not here

Whilst the world breathes, what do I care
No matter how the wind blows, I lack air
Whilst you go, I won’t forget you
The world doesn’t matter
Unfortunately the world will spin even if you’re not here And if my door remains open
It’s not because I think you’re going to come
I have a party with the music
That comes from the street

Whilst I make the sadness barefoot
On the sand of a solitary beach
Whilst the lighthouse lights up the cliff
I raise a shout to the stars
Whilst I wait to see what they say
They fade as dawn comes
And my gaze drowns, wrapped in salt

Whilst the world breathes, what do I care
No matter how the wind blows, I lack air
Whilst you go, I won’t forget you
The world doesn’t matter
Unfortunately the world will spin even if you’re not here

Whilst you go, I won’t forget you
The world doesn’t matter
Unfortunately the world will spin

And if my door remains open
It’s not because I think you’re going to come
I have a party with the music
That comes from the street

And if my door remains open
It’s not because I think you’re going to come
I have a party with the music
That comes from the street