Demasiado Grande (part. Iván Ferreiro)
No esperaba brisa fresca aquel ardor que me causaba
Dejar la ventana abierta de par en par
Era como estar en una fiesta de guitarras y de himnos
Que escribíamos de niños
Y sin darme cuenta
Olvidaba las tragedias, me alejaba de la senda
Se creaban las aceras al bailar con tu cadencia
Me nacían los poemas, me gustaban tus maneras
De impulsar con tu energía a todo aquel que te rodea
Es demasiado grande, eclipsa tanto brillo
Canciones, disparates en tardes de domingo
Delirios por el aire, deshielo tras el frío
Mirarte y no tenerle tanto miedo al precipicio
Es demasiado grande
Es demasiado grande
Llegan vientos de tormenta cuando el mar roza la arena
La lluvia en las aceras, el vaho en el cristal
Y era como vislumbrar la guerra, dos soldados bien cegados
Y estos labios no supieron pronunciar la paz
Se enredaba la corona en mi cabeza sin memoria
Por lo visto, respirar en singular está de moda
Está de moda
Es demasiado grande, abruma tanto ruido
Es lucha de gigantes en guerras sin sentido
Que no ha quedado nadie, que el reino está vacío
Hay humo y se ha hecho tarde en este laberinto
Es demasiado grande
Es demasiado grande, el vértigo es tan mío
Me alejo sin mirar lo que ha quedado en el camino
Parece un disparate volver al mismo sitio
Cantarnos la verdad, volver a ser quien fuimos
Too Big (feat. Iván Ferreiro)
I didn't expect a cool breeze from that heat I felt
Leaving the window wide open
It was like being at a party with guitars and anthems
That we wrote as kids
And without realizing it
I forgot the tragedies, I strayed from the path
Sidewalks formed as I danced to your rhythm
Poems were born in me, I loved your ways
Of lifting up everyone around you with your energy
It's too big, it overshadows so much light
Songs, nonsense on Sunday afternoons
Delirium in the air, thawing after the cold
Looking at you and not being so afraid of the edge
It's too big
It's too big
Storm winds come when the sea brushes the sand
Rain on the sidewalks, fog on the glass
And it was like glimpsing war, two soldiers blinded
And these lips couldn't pronounce peace
The crown tangled in my head without memory
Apparently, breathing singular is in vogue
It's in vogue
It's too big, it overwhelms so much noise
It's a fight of giants in senseless wars
No one is left, the kingdom is empty
There's smoke and it's gotten late in this labyrinth
It's too big
It's too big, the vertigo is so mine
I walk away without looking at what’s left behind
It seems crazy to return to the same place
Singing the truth to each other, becoming who we were again