Moscas en la casa [English translation]

my days without you are so dark

as long as gray

my days without you

my days without you are so absurd

so hard so bitter

my days without you

my days without you do not have night

if one appears,

sleep is useless

my days without you are a waste

the hours have no beginning or end

my days without you are like a sky

without silvery moons

no trace of sun

my days without you are only an echo

that always repeats

the same song

so lacking in air

so full of nothing

useless junk

trash on the ground

flies in the house.

kicking stones

I'm still waiting for you to return with me

I'm still looking into the faces of elderly

pieces of child

hunting for a reason to make me believe

I am still alive

biting my nails

drowning in tears

missing you so

my days without you

how painful my days without you