PRMVR
Ha asumido el hecho de que soy
Parte de un rebaño
Ovejas quieren ser perros pastor
Ejército de extraños
Dile al capitán que renuncio a ser su guía
Yo si quiero tener una musa que me escriba
O escribirle yo a ella a través
De esta botella
Han atado nuestras manos con
Con las mismas manos con las que
Acarician a sus hijos
Antes de que duerman
Dile al capitán que renuncio a ser su guía
Yo si quiero tener una musa que me escriba
O escribirle yo a ella a través
De esta botella
Eskuak estu lotuta
Aske izateko asmo horri
Eskuak estu lotuta
Baina gure ahotsa
Beti libre
Beti libre
Dile al capitán que renuncio a ser su guía
Neu naizela orain lemazain nire bizian
Dile al capitán que renuncio a ser su guía
Yo si quiero tener una musa que me escriba
O escribirle yo a ella a través
De esta botella
PRMVR
He has assumed the fact that I am
Part of a herd
Sheep want to be sheepdogs
Army of strangers
Tell the captain that I resign from being his guide
I do want to have a muse who writes to me
Or write to her through
This bottle
They have tied our hands with
With the same hands with which
They caress their children
Before they sleep
Tell the captain that I resign from being his guide
I do want to have a muse who writes to me
Or write to her through
This bottle
Hands tied together
To that intention of being free
Hands tied together
But our voice
Always free
Always free
Tell the captain that I resign from being his guide
I am now the helm in my own life
Tell the captain that I resign from being his guide
I do want to have a muse who writes to me
Or write to her through
This bottle