Dudas en el Aire
ZPU Lyrics

Las dudas pueden ensombrecer el corazón de un hombre, pueden arrojar su alma a los infiernos, y recorrer el camino de vuelta desde allí, suele ser una empresa inalcanzable.
The singer acknowledges that doubts are capable of making a man gloomy, sinking his soul into the pits of hell, and the journey to return from there is near-impossible.

Sigo entre cuatro paredes, sigo mirando al espejo y preguntando: ¿Quién coño eres?
The singer feels trapped and confined within himself, as he constantly questions his identity and purpose in life.

me pesan tantas capas de pieles, tejí mil trajes, me vestí con ellos, sin atropellos fueron ocultándome y tú si me quieres.
The singer has built layers of defense mechanisms around himself, creating many personas and hiding under them to the point where he wonders if anyone can truly know him or love him.

Pon claveles sobre mí que hagan de faro, el mundo está cambiado y yo me siento inadaptado,
The idea of being a beacon, a guiding light for others, is appealing to the singer, but he feels out of place in today's changing world.

sin letras en mi ahorcado, sin pasar por el aro es algo raro, y el futuro ya está aquí y para mí es demasiado caro.
The singer feels like he is trapped in a dead-end, with no opportunities to move forward, and he is struggling to keep up with the fast-paced changes of the world around him.

¿qué más hago? Si sigo sin fijo si finjo ser feliz, si inflijo un daño atroz a mi raíz y ya no elijo,
The singer feels stuck in a cycle of pretending to be happy, causing harm to his own core but seeing no way out, no other choices to make.

ando sin hijos sin atarme, me da palo, un halo de esperanza cuando escalo más no sé qué montaña es lo malo.
The singer is wandering aimlessly, without any sense of attachment or responsibility, while occasionally feeling hopeful, yet not knowing what is preventing him from succeeding.

Sueño marcharme de España sin duda, si mi fe es pura anda desnuda les cura algunos proclaman, yo me quedo el mar y una buena lectura, pero en realidad la pereza me anuda y sigo tirado en la cama.
Although the singer dreams of leaving his country without hesitation, there are people who believe that his unclouded faith can heal them, but he chooses to stay near the sea with books, and yet, he is still stuck and lazy, lying in bed.

Miro hacia los lados solo errores que me asaltan, un aire lleno de temores dudas que no faltan, quise ser mejor pero no supe cómo, me faltó aplomo somos lo que somos yo ya ni me asomo.
The singer is surrounded by mistakes that constantly haunt him, while doubts and fears fill the air. He wanted to be better, yet lacks the confidence to try, and he has come to accept that this is who he is, and he refuses to try anymore.

quise pintar mi vida y me olvidé la pluma, quise curar una profunda herida y la regué con dudas.
The singer had an idea of how he wanted his life to be, but he forgot the tools to make it happen. He also tried to heal from a deep wound but ended up hindering his progress with doubts.

Aprendiendo el sufrir de vivir en tragos de tequila, el mundo no me admira desconoce mi nombre de pila, aquí la gente oscila entre lo auténtico y la farsa, fuerza en la venganza enrevesados como zarzas.
The singer has learned to embrace the pain of living, often drowning it out with alcohol. He feels that the world does not care or acknowledge him as an individual. People in his surroundings can be either genuine or fake, with a strong emphasis on revenge, making things complicated as thorns in a bush.

Me digo: Ya tardas ¿por qué no andas? cógete en volandas sin cuerdas mis piernas están blandas, ahogado entre mis mierdas, quiero cruzar el Atlas, con cien puertas abiertas, solo quiero cerrarlas.
The singer pushes himself to move forward, but he feels like he is being held back, with legs too weak to carry him. He wants to escape the struggle within himself, yet he does not know how to progress, wanting to shut out whatever he finds once he reaches the other side.

Que no pase nada, ni siquiera la fe debo ser gafe, sin epígrafe, seré mi propio jefe pero aquí hay un rifirrafe, entre mi mente y mis acciones, si quiero dar un paso al frente y me faltan cojones.
The singer wants to take risks without having to worry about things going wrong, as he does not want to be seen as a jinx to his faith. He wants to be his own boss, but there is an inner conflict between his thoughts and what he does in reality, as he lacks the courage to take the first steps forward.

Ya lo he dicho, sin flores y sin nicho, sin salvas sin honores ni vítores ese es mi capricho, que sea nuestro pacto mis canciones en tu pecho, que vuelva por mis actos no por todo lo que no he hecho.
The singer has said it before, but he wants to be free of all the unnecessary formalities of society, with no recognition or applause for his actions. He desires to make a personal connection with his audience through his music and have it speak for his character instead of his incomplete pursuits.

Sigo caminando solo así no me contagio, un día igual que el anterior un plagio, quizá la vida me eligió para vivir este naufragio.
The singer continues to walk alone to avoid being influenced negatively, as each day feels like a repetition of the last, unoriginal in its own sense. He wonders if life has chosen him for this shipwreck of a journey.

no diviso tierra firme, con poco que decirme debo irme. Es un presagio de lo que ha de venir, mal en mi devenir, deben ir las dudas cabalgando con mis miedos, ¿qué pedir a oscuras si mis ojos están ciegos? cauces peliagudas Judas me saludan sin apego.
The singer cannot find a solid ground to stand on and feels that he must leave without saying much. This feeling is a premonition of further misfortunes to come, and his doubts hinder him, accompanying his fears. He wonders what he can expect when he cannot see what is in front of him. His challenges are treacherous, while betrayals and abandonments are also common features in his life.

¿y si me pego un tiro? No lo hago por ti, mama, no lo hago por mi hermano y por mi dama, por el drama de un plano encefalograma, por la gama de tristeza que provocaría y no será falta de ganas.
The singer toys with the idea of ending his life, but it will not be for the sake of his mother, brother, or lover, as it will only cause more sorrow for them if he goes through with it. His depression has consumed him, and he does not lack the desire to break free from it.