Ante El Abismo
Al mirarme abandonana el plan B,
fuimos a buscar la fortuna en el trance,
orbito cerca al orientarme en sigma
y suspendiéndome a oscuras
nuestras vidas fui a revisitar, nuestras vidas
fui a revisitar, nuestras ruinas!
Desde el nacer vibra el llanto del hombre en temor a Dios,
tras nacer permanecerá al morir.
Desgarrándome yo te podía explicar, ni desgarrándome
yo te podía explicar mi plan B.
Explicarte sería en vano, amargarte no quiero.
Adoctrinarte sería en vano, exiliarme ya no es mi deseo.
Y aquél juguete de la playa que atesoro en mi
será el antídoto a mis traumas.
Y al entrar, si es que no puedo resurgir.
Facing the Abyss
Looking at me they abandoned plan B,
we went to seek fortune in the trance,
I orbit close to orient myself in sigma
and suspending myself in the dark
I went to revisit our lives, our lives
I went to revisit, our ruins!
Since birth the cry of man vibrates in fear of God,
after birth it will remain until death.
Tearing myself apart I could explain to you, not tearing myself apart
I could explain my plan B.
Explaining to you would be in vain, I don't want to embitter you.
Indoctrinating you would be in vain, to exile myself is no longer my desire.
And that toy from the beach that I treasure
will be the antidote to my traumas.
And upon entering, if I can't resurface.