He ran, he was never taught to walk,
he went after some pale lights.
She was fleeing from mirages and too many hours.
Airports: some people come, some people go,
like Alice with no town.
The courage to set out, the fear of arriving.
It rains in the strait,
the stream shows
the way to the sea.
Everyone is already asleep.
To let oneself go
sounds far too good.
To play at random
and to never know
where you may come to an end
or to a start
A moment while tourists leave,
an overnight train managed to trace
the border between 'forever' and 'never'
It rains in the strait,
the stream shows
the way to the sea.
Everyone is already asleep.
To let oneself go
sounds far too good.
To play at random
and to never know
where you may come to an end
or to a start
She sleeps after the gale
She took off her clothes
She dreams of waking up
in other time and in other town.
To let oneself go
sounds far too good.
To play at random
and to never know
where you may come to an end
or to a start.
To end or to start
To end or to start
Él corría, nunca le enseñaron a andar
Se fue tras luces pálidas
Ella huía de espejismos y horas de más
Aeropuertos, unos vienen, otros se van
Igual que Alicia sin ciudad
El valor para marcharse, el miedo a llegar
Llueve en el canal
la corriente enseña el camino hacia el mar
Todos duermen ya
Dejarse llevar suena demasiado bien
Jugar al azar
Nunca saber dónde puedes terminar
O empezar
Un instante mientras los turistas se van
Un tren de madrugada consiguió trazar
La frontera entre siempre o jamás
Llueve en el canal
la corriente enseña el camino hacia el mar
Todos duermen ya
Dejarse llevar suena demasiado bien
Jugar al azar
Nunca saber dónde puedes terminar
O empezar
O empezar
Ella duerme tras el vendaval
Se quitó la ropa
Sueña con despertar
en otro tiempo y en otra ciudad
Dejarse llevar suena demasiado bien
Jugar al azar
Nunca saber dónde puedes terminar
O empezar (terminar)
O empezar (terminar)
O empezar (terminar)
Let’s talk about ruin and thorn
Let’s talk about dust and wound
About my fear of heights
About whatever you want, but let’s talk
About anything except the time
That slips through the fingers
Let’s talk to avoid hearing each other
Let’s drink to avoid seeing each other
While we talk, the days remaining so that
we can leave, pass
I’ll go to the loop of your oblivion
You'll go to the trap of my instincts
Damn sweetness of yours
Damn sweetness of yours
Damn sweetness of yours
You talk to me about ruin and thorn
You stick the dust into your wound
You blame me for the heights that
You can see from your shoes
You don’t want to talk about the time
Even though it takes our side
And you talk to avoid hearing me
And you drink to avoid seeing me
I shut up and laugh and drink
I don’t give you a respite, nor consolation
And it’s not because I’m bad, I swear
It’s just because I enjoy the game
Damn sweetness of mine
Damn sweetness of mine
Damn sweetness of mine
Antes del frío levanta las velas
Guarda en tu falda los granos de arroz
Y haz ceremonias de luna llena
Antes del frío lánzamelos
Cuida este vals que tenemos en vena
Cuida del baile y riega el salón
Lleva la barca hasta la albufera
Y pon el verano en un mostrador
Y que San Juan no nos queme en su hoguera
Cuando descubra quién la asaltó
Deja el equipaje en la ribera
Para verte como quieres que te vea
Deja el equipaje en la ribera
Y quémalo
Haz que este baile merezca la pena
Yo haré lo propio con esta canción
Y si al final no hay más que comedia
Deja que el río nos lleve a los dos
Y que San Juan no nos queme en su hoguera
Ni haga de esto un negocio menor
Cruza los dedos por mí
Y antes de que vuelva a mirar
Busca el viento a favor
Y deja el equipaje en la ribera
Para verte como quieres que te vea
Sabes que todo está bien
No hay error
Deja el equipaje en la ribera
Para verme como quiero que me veas
Lánzate al agua otra vez
Aquí espero yo
Deja el equipaje en la ribera
No te sirve cuando cruzas la frontera
Todo está en regla esta vez
No hay error
Deja el equipaje en la ribera
Para verte como quieres que te vea
Deja el equipaje en la ribera
Y quémalo
Before blowing it up
I want you to hold my hand
Tell me if the pulse is constant
Or if it is a distant murmur
I drag nothing this time
I bring the reel veiled
It's early for amnesia
And late to get out intact
What's meant to do?
What's meant to do?
Now that everything is spoken
I tried
I tried
Today your memory is a bird
That flutters its wings behind me
And stores your lips in its beak
You have the precise shape
You retain the heritage of marble
You were the Venus de Milo
And I placed the world in your arms
And I rolled
And I rolled
How slippery are the years
I tried
I tried
Today your silhouette is a bird
That flutters its wings behind me
It whistles to me and entangles my steps
Gather again the Wise Men Council
Put me a candle, I am trapped
Get me out of the passage
When the sanctuary falls
Get me out of this fort
Take me in your plain flight
I want a blind spot
I want your fury
Take me with you
Take me with no deals
And take me to the bridge that didn't blew up
To the wall that grows in my hand
The same one that impedes your steps
Empires will fall, stadiums will fall
But before that our saints must fall
I'm going to make inventories of panic in your honor
I'm going to make a botanical safari in your honor
and dry your plastic seeds.
There's no pain, there's no pain, keep the rosary at hand
because the dictator has already fallen or so says the radio,
spreading the rumour that everything is a rip-off
If given the choice,
may someone go down and fill the sack.
If given the choice,
they're overwhelmed.
Take it, take it, the legacy is dramatic.
My lounge is full of mud reefs.
Shock salesmen for sabbatical winters.
If given the choice,
may someone go down and fill the sack.
If given the choice,
they're overwhelmed.
If given the choice,
may someone go down and fill the sack.
If given the choice,
they're overwhelmed.
Take it, take it
Take it, take it
Take it, take it
Take it, take it
Take it, take it
Take it, take it
Take it, take it
Take it, take it, the legacy is dramatic.
If given the choice,
may someone go down and fill the sack.
If given the choice,
they're overwhelmed.
If given the choice,
may someone go down and fill the sack.
If given the choice,
they're overwhelmed.
I'm going to make inventories of panic in your honor
The carousel goes off out after another carnival
Paper cones litter the floor
The carousel goes off, it leaves the city
And what comes next? I do not know where to return
The aurora left me at the feet of myself
No top to ascend, no note on the pages
I am what you see, I am a sign
I do not recognize my own ID card
I am what you see, only the beginning
I'm looking for the reins of a new steed
It has been magical
It has been magical
Having arrived here without a single talisman
Lost the fork I'm left with the bite
I am what you see, I am a sign
I do not recognize my own ID card
I am what you see, only the beginning
I'm looking for the reins of a new steed
We all need someone to cover us
Sometimes an applause, sometimes a judge
We all need light in the gloom
And an honest villain to believe in
The carousel goes off
The carousel goes off
Wish me luck
I am what you see,
Only the beginning
I keep under my sleeve the ace that I found
Honey days, afternoons that light up
I have the reins of a new steed
Of a new steed
Of a new steed
Of a new steed
