Tots Es Motors
Antònia Font
All Are Motors
I still can't believe it
And I'm back to being a satellite
That goes around in a straight line.
You disappeared
And I lost the curve
And the anesthesia, and I cried.
I need a center of gravity,
I need an atlas of spirals
That takes me to meet and close
A record library of headphones.
And let all the engines sound
Of impossible aviators,
That lead you to verify
That your dreams are African.
We loved each other,
We destroyed each other's lives,
We ended, we kept each other company,
We expired, we dedicated ourselves
Almost every day,
We made love, we gastronomized.
I still can't believe it
And I'm back to being a satellite
That goes around in a straight line.
You disappeared
And I lost the curve
And the anesthesia, and I cried.
Let the sprinklers turn on,
Let them water all the quinces,
I don't know if they need watering,
Because I am more of the sea.
We loved each other,
We destroyed each other's lives,
We ended, we kept each other company,
We expired, we dedicated ourselves
Almost every day,
We made love, we gastronomized.
And let all the engines sound
Of impossible aviators,
That lead you to verify
That your dreams are African.
We loved each other,
We destroyed each other's lives,
We ended, we kept each other company,
We expired, we dedicated ourselves
Almost every day,
We made love, we gastronomized.
We loved each other,
We destroyed each other's lives,
We ended, we kept each other company,
We expired, we dedicated ourselves
Almost every day,
We made love, we gastronomized.