Fly
seventy days to cross the ocean
seventy nights where no one's gonna hear me fall
Freddie Mercury, i've sometimes wished
i'd never been born at all (that's right)
i remain unphotographed, yeah
i don't exaggerate my intelligence
i might turn a broom into a tree
but i'll never be one of them (that's right)
i fly-y-y-y-y-y
cause there's no why in getting beaten up by
a guy-y-y-y-y-y
who cries before he fights
i don't want them to see me like this
the way they like to kick people when they're down
you said, 'please stop worrying about this'
'they stop kicking once you're down' (that's right)
there's Mistaken Point, Newfoundland
there's Moonbeam Ontari-ari-o
there are places i've never been
and always wanted to go (that's right)
fly-y-y-y-y
cause woe betide a guy who just lives to fight
fly-y-y-y-y-y
love is to try die trying
fly-y-y, yeah that's right
fly-y-y-y, yeah that's right
try-y-y-y
love is to try die trying
coastline rising out of the ocean
coastline rises like a pair of glowing thighs
there's something down deep inside me says
where you been all my life
fly-y-y-y-y-y
turn your back, get your face in the sky
fly-y-y-y-y-y
love is to try die trying
try-y-y-y-y
left and right, across your mind
try-y-y-y-y
love is to try and die trying
Volar
Setenta días para cruzar el océano
Setenta noches donde nadie va a escucharme caer
Freddie Mercury, a veces he deseado
nunca haber nacido (así es)
Permanezco sin ser fotografiado, sí
no exagero mi inteligencia
podría convertir una escoba en un árbol
pero nunca seré uno de ellos (así es)
Vuelo
porque no hay razón para ser golpeado por
un tipo
que llora antes de pelear
No quiero que me vean así
como les gusta golpear a la gente cuando está abajo
dijiste, 'por favor deja de preocuparte por esto'
'ellos dejan de golpear una vez que estás abajo' (así es)
Hay Mistaken Point, Newfoundland
hay Moonbeam Ontari-ari-o
hay lugares a los que nunca he ido
y siempre quise ir (así es)
Volar
porque ay de aquel que solo vive para pelear
volar
amar es intentar morir intentando
Volar, sí así es
volar, sí así es
intentar
amar es intentar morir intentando
La costa se eleva del océano
la costa se eleva como un par de muslos brillantes
hay algo dentro de mí que dice
¿dónde has estado toda mi vida?
Volar
dale la espalda, pon tu rostro en el cielo
volar
amar es intentar morir intentando
intentar
de un lado a otro, a través de tu mente
intentar
amar es intentar y morir intentando