Mil Voces Finas
Mil voces finas dan por hecho
las manos marcan el final,
no se que hay del otro lado,
la duda es como el mar.
He llegado hasta aquí,
todo se terminó,
repetía liquidado,
recordando lo que fue,
mi suerte ha terminado.
El dolor del que
busca y no encuentra,
el temor a hablar de miseria,
La razón que mira al costado,
el instinto indomable
suelto sin riendas
He llegado hasta aquí,
todo se terminó,
repetía liquidado,
recordando lo que fue,
mi suerte ha terminado.
Uoooo, Uoooo
Uoooo, Uoooo…
A Thousand Fine Voices
A thousand fine voices give it for granted
Hands mark the end
I don't know what's on the other side
Doubt is like the sea
I've come this far
Everything is over
I kept repeating it's done
Remembering what it was
My luck has run out
The pain of one
who searches and doesn't find
The fear of speaking of misery
The reason that looks aside
The untamed instinct
let loose without reins
I've come this far
Everything is over
I kept repeating it's done
Remembering what it was
My luck has run out
Oooo, Oooo
Oooo, Oooo...