My vertical scream becomes
A horizontal pain
As I pass the sun
I go sober and drunk
While I sit and play
Or I love and burn
Don't matter
It's all the same

(Why) Can't I hear the storm?

If I can hear my soul... fall
Will I taste your air?
I hope
I can still play

The harvest is waiting...
Fast I run
But faster it comes...

... mi humilde cara inmóvil
... como si yo mismo no existiese...

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