Inglés de vertedero

I don't understand your pride,
but I like it,
I don't understand why you aren't hungry
when it's time to supper together.

And finally we spent the night in a dirty bar,
drinking some beer until the barman goes home.

I don't care.

But I don't understand why I can touch the moon with my eyes
and I could became to fly through the window of my room
every time that I remember you.

Now I want to sleep at any cloud in the sky
and dream far away
at only 1400 km from there.