Pescado Rabioso
Cansado de gritar por Cris,
mi mente está colgada como un árbol.
Cansado de luchar por mí,
atado a mi destino
al borde del camino volveré.
Y si la ves pasar y no habla,
es porque sabe que
atado a mi destino
sus ojos al final olvidaré.
Cansado de gritar por Cris,
mi mente está colgada como un árbol.
Cansado de luchar por mí,
atado a mi destino
al borde del camino volveré.
Y si la ves pasar y no habla,
es porque sabe que
atado a mi destino, sus ojos al final olvidaré.
Zumbando en mi caverna gris,
la voz de Cris me llega y no cesa.
Oh, zumbando en mi caverna gris,
atado a mi destino,
al borde del camino volveré.
Rabid Fish
Tired of shouting for Cris,
my mind is hanging like a tree.
Tired of fighting for myself,
tied to my destiny
at the edge of the road I will return.
And if you see her pass by and she doesn't speak,
it's because she knows that
tied to my destiny
her eyes I will eventually forget.
Tired of shouting for Cris,
my mind is hanging like a tree.
Tired of fighting for myself,
tied to my destiny
at the edge of the road I will return.
And if you see her pass by and she doesn't speak,
it's because she knows that
tied to my destiny, her eyes I will eventually forget.
Buzzing in my gray cave,
Cris' voice reaches me and doesn't stop.
Oh, buzzing in my gray cave,
tied to my destiny,
at the edge of the road I will return.