Ara Que Tot Va Bé

Under the conversation of some travelers
Chairs sit outside the cafe
A dog crouches down and lazily scratches a thought
And we lose the afternoon, me and this sunshine
With walls painted in any white
There's somewhere I go, where life goes by slowly

You see
There's no rush, we're eternal
And we walk in slow motion through the distracted streets
Now that there's nothing new
Now that everything is fine
I carry the gaze of the observer
With calm ignited from some button

We share time
While playing the role of unknown old folks
I never wear shoes
I sold my socks
I live in a square, decorating songs
In a seaside village, where the moon rises slowly

You see
There's no rush, we're eternal
And we walk in slow motion through the secret streets
Now that there's nothing new
Now that everything is fine

And we play at hunting each other's lips
And the light that tastes like Polaroid
And from afar, two grandparents smile at us
And the afternoon passes by slowly