Destierro

Exile

Destierro

That way out, that ending,Esa salida, ese final,
It's the lie that makes you doubt,Es la mentira que hace dudar,
It's the exile, the very own hell,Es el destierro, el propio infierno,
Of someone who should dedicate themselves to play.De quien debiera dedicarse a jugar.

Maybe one day he'll want to come back,Tal vez un día quiera volver,
But he's blind, he can't see,Pero esta ciego, no puede ver,
That he crossed the line, it's no longer his bodyQue cruzó el cerco, ya no es su cuerpo
And his mind doesn't understand.Y su cabeza no entiende.

That there's no more ink, no paper,Que ya no hay tinta, que no hay papel,
Shouts, caresses, to make him see,Gritos, caricias, que le hagan ver,
That mom is worried.Que mamá esta preocupada.

Where is your good heart?¿donde esta tu buen corazón?
Where is your champion dream?¿donde esta tu sueño campeón?
Who turned you into a hitman?¿quién te conviertió en un sicario?
Not even the people from the neighborhood know your voice.Ni la gente del barrio te conoce la voz.

You are the way out, you are the ending,Sos la salida, sos el final,
You are the lie that makes you doubt,Sos la mentira que hace dudar,
You are the exile, the very own hell,Sos el destierro, el propio infierno,
And his mind doesn't understand.Y su cabeza no entiende.

That there's no more ink, no paper,Que ya no hay tinta, que no hay papel,
Shouts, caresses, to make him see,Gritos, caricias, que le hagan ver,
That mom is worried,Que mamá esta preocupada,
Mom is worried,Mamá esta preocupada,
That mom is worried about him.Que mamá esta preocupada por él.