Indivisible (feat. Matiah Chinaski y DJ Perez)

[Dr. Bene]
How beautiful this sky is, how lovely the firmament
A slow violet blue sky, it's a magenta-colored bolero
From orange to yellow, this moment won't return
Man feels grand and for the cosmos I'm a gnome

It must be that I've seen you before, Cervantes' Don Quixote
Beasts of windmills, paths of Atlanteans
Cradle of Charon, crossing the southern river
To not cease but to close the eyelids (ha)

How beautiful this sky is, how lovely the firmament
A slow violet blue sky, it's a magenta-colored bolero
From orange to yellow, this moment won't return
Man feels grand and for the cosmos I'm a gnome

It must be that I've seen you before, Cervantes' Don Quixote
Beasts of windmills, paths of Atlanteans
Cradle of Charon, crossing the southern river
To not cease but to close the eyelids
When it's cold

And how many hours I live in worlds
That are not mine
And how many times I visit these
When I'm asleep

Tell me
Do you know how much time you live on the other side?
Twenty-five years sleeping
A quarter of a century relegated
To not knowing, for in knowing lies the wrong

Parallel universes all connected under a dream
We heal and are healed. Owners
Of conversations with ourselves from another year
In another plane of another world, another step on the ladder
We advise each other on whatever
An ancient drum sounds, some party I've never lived
And yet I'm living it somewhere else with you

My lyrics are no longer for children, but for grandchildren
They will promote words and the decree
Turn left and right; of neighboring universes
In each of them, I'm always with you

Except in this one and I know I must forget you
This is a separate world and I don't know how to tell you
It's like when you regret, but feel it's too late
And I thought I was the only one, the only one in the universe
And to understand that this is nothing more than a suit; an avatar of the multiverse
They are from other souls, nothing, have to do with mine
We look similar, who would say (yeah) tell them Matiah

[Matiah Chinaski]
Like when you regret
But feel it's too late
That wound stares at you in the face
And you can't speak to it

No one conspires against me, I don't believe I'm that important
It's the collective feeling where they want to stagnate you
With the devil evaluating you and with little God pointing at you
Imposing moral canons to lock you up

My name doesn't share
Any standard, apart
From family and friendship
Who else can help you?

Get into that hole with that diamond necklace
I don't want bosses: Be rich, be poor
I want teachers to teach me more about art
That blows and caresses come from the same flesh

Calm like the sky, I believe, I'll find you again
I think of you and don't forget you, until I see you again
To fall at your feet and arm myself again
Burn the guilty feeling that invades the blood

I don't want to talk about me, I prefer to listen to you
And see you laugh at a cruel joke from me
Accompany you to waste time and better to have extra than lacking
Wandering rapper: It's not my job to educate you

Windows open in your dreams, you're the owner to place yourself
In the dimension you want, to try to advise you
My house is your house if I manage to place myself
In the center of a whirlwind writing in the air

(You have the gaze of a man who accepts what he sees)
(Or who is waiting for the awakening)

MS Crú Forever Carnal

Like when you regret, but feel it's too late
Like when you regret, but feel it's too late
We see what is not seen, when the eyes don't open
We wanted to know what it is, but we woke up late

It's the world
It's the world
Time is before your eyes so you don't see the truth