Wind
Cultivate your hunger before you idealize
Motivate your anger to make them all realize
Climbing the mountain, never coming down
Break into the contents, never falling down
My knee is still shaking, like I was twelve
Sneaking out of the classroom, by the back door
A man railed at me twice though, but I didn't care
Waiting is wasting for people like me
Don't try to live so wise
Don't cry 'cause you're so right
Don't dry with fakes or fears
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
You say: Dreams are dreams
I ain't gonna play the fool anymore
You say: Cause I still got my soul
Take your time, baby, your blood needs slowing down
Breach your soul to reach yourself before you gloom
Reflection of fear makes shadows of nothing, shadows of nothing
You still are blind, if you see a winding road
'Cause there's always a straight way to the point you see
Don't try to live so wise
Don't cry 'cause you're so right
Don't dry with fakes or fears
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
Don't try to live so wise
Don't cry 'cause you're so right
Don't dry with fakes or fears
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
Viento
Cultiva tu hambre antes de idealizar
Motiva tu ira para que todos se den cuenta
Escalando la montaña, nunca bajando
Rompe en el contenido, nunca caerse
Mi rodilla sigue temblando, como si tuviera doce años
Saliendo de la clase, por la puerta trasera
Un hombre me criticó dos veces, pero no me importó
Esperar es desperdiciar gente como yo
No trates de vivir tan sabio
No llores porque tienes razón
No se seque con falsificaciones o miedos
Porque al final te odiarás a ti mismo
(Se repite)
Dices: «Los sueños son sueños
Ya no voy a hacer el tonto
Dices: «Porque todavía tengo mi alma
Tómate tu tiempo, nena, tu sangre necesita ralentizarse
Brecha tu alma para llegar a ti mismo antes de que te enloquece
Reflejo del miedo hace sombras de nada, sombras de nada
Todavía estás ciego, si ves un camino sinuoso
Porque siempre hay un camino directo al punto que ves
No trates de vivir tan sabio
No llores porque tienes razón
No se seque con falsificaciones o miedos
Porque al final te odiarás a ti mismo
(Se repite)