Blow, Pt. 2
Oh (?a name?) you have burned me
You have taken me and turned me
Into a cloud of smoke, glass, stone, humming wind
were we wrestling or were we hugging?
and these backpacks we were lugging
what deep damage we have done, you were my friend
though the last three years were sunny,
thunderclouds shaded my tummy
now let the breeze be felt, let go my pale skin
oh the blow
oh the blow you have my hunger
you have my quake
you have my thunder
and when I turned to gold then you took my best friend
You're on a war, devouring blindly
I heard your slurping sounds behind me
As I ran you took the joy of giving in
I give up on your dark looming
I see you I say: good bye human
Now give him back, give it back
I want my own wind
To blow
Golpe, Pt. 2
Oh (?un nombre?) me has quemado
Me has tomado y me has convertido
En una nube de humo, vidrio, piedra, viento zumbante
¿Estábamos luchando o abrazándonos?
Y estas mochilas que cargábamos
Qué daño profundo hemos hecho, tú eras mi amigo
Aunque los últimos tres años fueron soleados,
nubes de tormenta sombrearon mi estómago
Ahora deja que se sienta la brisa, suelta mi pálida piel
Oh el golpe
Oh el golpe tienes mi hambre
tienes mi temblor
tienes mi trueno
y cuando me convertí en oro entonces te llevaste a mi mejor amigo
Estás en una guerra, devorando ciegamente
Escuché tus sonidos de sorber detrás de mí
Mientras corría, te llevaste la alegría de ceder
Renuncio a tu oscuridad amenazante
Te veo y digo: adiós humano
Ahora devuélvelo, devuélvelo
Quiero mi propio viento
Para soplar