By Cabeldi
First chorus:
La vida es crecer, la solución es volar
Volver a nacer con la emoción de volar
La vida es crecer, la solución es volar
Volver a aprender con la emoción de crear
La vida es crecer
Si ya no tengo raíz la solución es volar
Volver a aprender con la emoción de crear
Volver a nacer con la emoción de volar
First verse:
Me quedo mudo como quien sostuvo su miedo frente al muro:
Caído, derruido
No pudo mirar al frente de modo continuo
Absorbido por su propio núcleo;
A un segundo de dejarlo todo
Ya ha dejado su modo anterior
Cambiando la sonrisa por dolor
Da igual camisa, su risa, u olor
Ve todo del mismo color
Mal día, que dura meses, un rato
Ante su familia es un cristal opaco
Algo perjudicial y adictivo lleva dentro
Pero lo defiende cual guarda en un estanco
Tengo tanto tiempo, parece que puedo tocar como lo pierdo
Mi pena perceptible al tacto
Abarca mi barco
En un lento llanto descubrí lo hondo del charco
Esto es un laberinto donde pintan distinto cada día
Porque no hay salida
Donde quienes se evitan a si mismos son los que te miran
Y te lanzarán su ira a través de mentiras
Pero su ira solo es un intento de huida de su pesadilla
No te dejes caer, vive a tu manera
Y si caes siempre podrás seguir
En silla de ruedas
Aunque nada vaya sobre ruedas
Aunque des diez mil vueltas en la misma esfera
Me han destrozado el alma, pero sigo creyendo
Que el amor es lo único que merece la pena
Estoy tratando cara a cara al dolor
Y el primer paso es olvidar el rencor
Y mira que soy olvidadizo
Pero olvido todo menos su nombre y lo que hizo
Estoy regando mi interior con lágrimas
Y de árboles muertos están floreciendo páginas
Camino sin arma y de frente, porque no hay nada más fuerte
Que un ser sincero y su presente
Con esta cara que arrastra ojeras
Perdí el rastro de mi sonrisa ligera
Puede que la luna afecte a mi marea
Porque si la noche llega mis lágrimas se ajetrean
Second chorus:
La vida es crecer, la solución es volar
Volver a aprender con la emoción de crear
La vida es crecer
Si ya no tengo raíz la solución es volar
Volver a nacer con la emoción de crear
Volver a aprender, la solución es volar
[TRANSLATION]
Chorus:
Life is to grow; the solution is to fly
To be born again with the emotion to fly
Life is to grow; the solution is to fly
To be born again with the emotion to fly
Life is to grow; the solution is to fly
Learning again with the emotion to create
Life is to grow
If I don’t have roots anymore, the solution is to fly
Learning again with the emotion to create
To be born again with the emotion to fly
First verse:
I become deaf like who held back their fear against the wall, fallen, demolished
He couldn’t look ahead in a continuous manner
Absorbed by his own nucleus
A second away from leaving everything behind
He has already left his previous state, changing the smile for pain
It doesn’t matter shirt, laugh, or smell
Sees all the same color
Bad day, that lasts for months, a while…
In front of his family is an opaque glass
He carries something harmful and addictive in his inside, but he defends it like a guard at a tabaco shop
I have so much time… Feels like I can touch how I lose it
My grief, perceptible to the touch, covers my boat
In a slow weeping I discovered the depth of the puddle
This is a labyrinth where they paint differently every day because there is no way out
Where those who avoid themselves are the ones that look at you
And they will throw their rage at you with lies
But their rage is only an attempt of running away from their nightmare
Don’t let yourself fall
Live in your own way
And if you fall you can always continue in a wheelchair
Even if nothing goes on wheels
Even if you do ten thousand laps in the same sphere
They have destroyed my soul
But I still believe that love is the only thing worthwhile
I’m treating the pain face to face
And the first step is to forget the hate
And keep in mind that I’m forgetful
But I forget everything except her name and what she did
I’m watering my insides with tears
And from dead trees pages are flowering
I walk forward and with no weapon
Because there is nothing stronger that an honest being and its present
With this face that drags bags on its eyes
I lost the trace of my light smile
Maybe the moon affects my tide
Because if the night comes
My tears get agitated
Second chorus:
Life is to grow; the solution is to fly
Learning again with the emotion of creating
Life is to grow
If I don’t have roots anymore, the solution is to fly
To be born again with the emotion of creating
Learning again, the solution is to fly