We Are What We Are
The wind
Is whispering
Some rumours
As cold as you, my fiend
As if
Conspiracies
Invited you
To take a walk with me
In this Silk Road where we've been thrown
Anomalies are sewn, inherited
It's been a while since I was around
Nothing much has changed, though
We are what we are
And what we are
Is sons
Stripped from home
To roam alone
We are what we are
And what you are
Is what you've sown
And not random words carved in a stone
I
Never wasted time
And comparisons were made
You have his temper and his eyes
The nights grew cold
And so did I
I choose to carry on apart
From vitriol and anger
(These) Words of yours
Were nails and now
Belong to your coffin
We are what we are
And what we are
Is sons
Stripped from home
To roam alone
We are what we are
And what you are
Is what you've sown
And not random words carved in a stone
We are what we are
And what we are
Is sons
Stripped from home
To roam alone
We are what we are
And What You Were
Is what you've sown
And not random words carved in a stone
We are what we are
And what we are
Is sons
Stripped from home
To roam alone
We are what we are
And what you are
Is what you've sown
And not random words carved in a stone
Somos lo que somos
El viento
Susurra
Algunos rumores
Tan fríos como tú, mi amigo
Como si
Conspiraciones
Te invitaran
A dar un paseo conmigo
En esta Ruta de la Seda donde nos han arrojado
Las anomalías están cosidas, heredadas
Ha pasado un tiempo desde que estuve aquí
Sin embargo, no ha cambiado mucho
Somos lo que somos
Y lo que somos
Son hijos
Despojados del hogar
Para vagar solos
Somos lo que somos
Y lo que eres
Es lo que has sembrado
Y no palabras al azar grabadas en una piedra
Yo
Nunca perdí el tiempo
Y se hicieron comparaciones
Tienes su temperamento y sus ojos
Las noches se volvieron frías
Y yo también
Elijo seguir adelante aparte
Del vitriolo y la ira
(Estas) Palabras tuyas
Eran clavos y ahora
Pertenecen a tu ataúd
Somos lo que somos
Y lo que somos
Son hijos
Despojados del hogar
Para vagar solos
Somos lo que somos
Y lo que eres
Es lo que has sembrado
Y no palabras al azar grabadas en una piedra
Somos lo que somos
Y lo que somos
Son hijos
Despojados del hogar
Para vagar solos
Somos lo que somos
Y lo que eras
Es lo que has sembrado
Y no palabras al azar grabadas en una piedra
Somos lo que somos
Y lo que somos
Son hijos
Despojados del hogar
Para vagar solos
Somos lo que somos
Y lo que eres
Es lo que has sembrado
Y no palabras al azar grabadas en una piedra