Sobre La Hierba
Babasónicos
On the Grass
My brothers told me once.
That today is the time, time to grow
It's very late and dad didn't come home.
He's lost in a desert of words
I want to be, far from the earth
I want to be, closer to you
I want to be, floating on the grass
It's getting hotter.
I crossed mountains, the road is long home
I got so far I felt everything change
Today I dare to go through fantasy
Being happy is a matter without measure
I want to be, far from the earth
I want to be, closer to you
I want to be, floating on the grass
It's getting hotter.
Wonders disguised as lies
I wake up soaked in your knees
Vanities look so different today
I'm walking in the body of a madman
I want to be, far from the earth
I want to be, closer to you
I want to be, floating on the grass
It's getting hotter.
